Oh, it's been a heady couple of weeks here what with the exotic beach scenes and distant riverbanks captured on Polaroid (not by me, you will note).
Right here at home it is peach season. With orchards at either end of the road and fruit stands less than a mile in all directions, it's pretty damned good to be here.
They don't keep. They don't come out of a freezer in January looking like much. There's no jam making in my near future. And so, we shall eat. Until we cannot eat any more.
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