Tuesday, July 28, 2015

the one with fruit pickin' and weird faces


 more BEES!

Last weekend we went peach, blueberry and grape picking.  When you drive almost an hour to go picking - you do all that is available.  Why because you can.  Then you may end up picking 25lbs of peaches.  TWENTY-FIVE POUNDS.  Good grief.  Those plump golden fuzzy things are sitting in a back bedroom with the door closed so someone doesn't' sink any teeth into them.  It's happened before...  Contessa!?  As we wait until the ripen - they have great plans awaiting them in a lovely glass jar.  Peach jam and canned peaches - some serious goodness in a jar.

I love you peaches.

1 comment:

little eloquent notes... ❤