Madrid Iowa Orchard Owners Stand Against a Counterfeit Prophecy for Two Thousand Twenty Six

“Your orchard sits on the deepest pocket of clean gravel aquifer in this part of the state, Clara,” he said.

“I knew we had a good well,” I said, watching his finger trace the blue boundary. “Thomas always said the water tasted sweet, even in the middle of a dry August.”

“It is more than a good well,” Frank said, leaning forward so continue reading …