Our neighbor has a little peach tree in his yard, not far from our fence. In the spring, we get to enjoy the beautiful peach blossoms that smell soooo wonderful. The orioles love the peach tree when they visit in the spring - and then they fly over and drink and bathe in our fountain - very fun. Then we get to watch the little peaches growing all summer long. About three weeks ago, everytime we walked out on the porch, we were able to enjoy the most lovely sweet, peachy aroma in the air. Today my neighbor called and said, "Kris, the peaches are ready!!! Bring a ladder and a bag and pick all you want." I was there in about two minutes! They're always quite small, and this year they're very small - but the taste is pure fresh peach. I think we'll be having a lovely peach cobbler or maybe peach crisp this weekend. (If I don't eat all of them before then!)
Mark went to San Antonio for a trade show last Thursday. He flew home last night. This morning he was back on a plane headed to Chicago. He'll be home again Friday at noon - hopefully for longer than 12 hours!! He'll think the peach "whatever" is a lovely treat when he gets here.