Peaches

Picking peaches

Originally cultivated in Eastern China, peaches now grow in the gardens of a wonderful and generous friend literally ten minutes from our home.

An abundance of peaches….

In many cultures, the peach is a symbol of prosperity and abundance. These trees, planted three years ago, are bearing fruit for the first time. The boughs are so heavy laden with fruit that supports have been put in place to keep the branches from breaking.

Baskets of peaches.

Four, four litre baskets of freshly picked peaches and the trees hardly notice.

Reaching for that perfect peach..

In the words of the late John Prine.

We blew up or TV
Threw away our paper
Went to the country
Built us a home
Had a lot of children
Fed 'em all peaches
They all found Jesus on their own.

Fred, the Fly.

Fred, the Fly

There was a little fly,

his name was Fred.

He flew into a car,

looking for some shade.

There, he saw a little girl

who decided to become his friend.

Fred and his new friend

She allowed him to explore.

She allowed him to fly.

He sat on her orange juice lid,

and he looked her in the eye.

She shared with him

her bright orange,

orange juice.

He stayed close by her side.

Sharing orange juice

He took a little sip.

He shook his little head.

He was a little tired,

so he went straight to his little bed.

She decided to let him stay.

She decided he could go.

It was his decision.

This she let him know.

Fred, the Fly

Today, he is still

in the car.

Wondering

where you are.