In my backyard there is a single peach tree that is so loaded with fruit the branches are touching the ground. It looks painful, frankly. We go out and pick peaches every evening, but there just seems to be more and more. The fruit is small, about a fourth the size of a regular peach, but so sweet it's like eating big peach candies.
We didn't even know we had a peach tree in the backyard until two summers ago. Apparantly, it bears fruit every other summer. Perhaps that's all the energy it has, considering how heavy the branches look.
This spring I was surprised to discover I also have a small cherry tree. There's nothing quite like the adventure that is my backyard.
We didn't even know we had a peach tree in the backyard until two summers ago. Apparantly, it bears fruit every other summer. Perhaps that's all the energy it has, considering how heavy the branches look.
This spring I was surprised to discover I also have a small cherry tree. There's nothing quite like the adventure that is my backyard.
I can second this notion about the mysterious backyard. But, since the Era of Jet, half of the Spectacular Backyard is now the Spectacular Contents of the Puppy's Stomach.
ReplyDeleteHey--I'll help with some of those mystery peaches. I could make some mystery cobbler--I like the sound of that!
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