Goodbye, peaches. It was a GREAT season.
You fed many hungry tummies.
Next August feels like a long time away.
Thanks for all your work, Grandpa
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Just a little spot for us to brag shamelessly about each other
Just a little spot for us to brag shamelessly about each other
5 comments:
hey, where did the peaches' tombstone go???? :) Nah, these pix are much bettah. Amen to the yumminess. I was the favorite roommate for a time when I came home with a bag of peaches. Ah me.
I miss the peaches very much. Now I have to eat chocolate instead.
I agree with you all. It was a sad day when the peaches were done. My dinner group loved it when I made cake with fresh peaches on top.
But I never made the peach cobbler or fresh homemade ice cream yet. I'm not quite ready for this. . . . Ah me. --Mom
I have to agree that those peaches were delicious. I don't know how many I ate while I was there. When I came home I was still craving peaches and the ones here (grown in Michigan) were not equal to the ones from the orchard (they're picked too early and never ripen). I'm just going to have to grow my own. I'll be calling later for tips.
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