|Fresh from the tree awaiting toast with cream cheese for breakfast|
Peaches grow almost effortlessly and a tree starts producing quickly. (Not to mention they attract birds - and other things - all of which I am not sure if I love or not.)
|a variety of fruit wood prunings|
I swear it is true.
I make a bouquet of sticks every winter.
I call it my
'miracle of the sticks'.
(I look at them and feel a bit foolish - I am not sure why ... )
They always bloom - but what if ...
Try it - it is amazing to see the buds pop out of those dry sticks.
|Naking Cherry branches - always prolific and usually first open|
Really - just put them in water, like a bouquet, and wait.
and as they get fuller and rounder
even when they start to show some red under the fuzz.
Nevertheless the narrow leaves and plump fruit are pleasing to just look at - and anticipate.
There is no hurrying peaches.
Whenever I remember how wonderful they are to eat I weed and water and dig about the tree and surrounding garden.
I admit I look to see if the peaches are coloring and I feel the heaviness that draws the branches into my reach.
I know to look for a ripe one when the morning bird choir and twittering swooping and hopping among the leaves becomes almost constant.
It is then a contest. Who will win the battle of the peaches?
and complaining did not stop them;
neither did shouting at them or waving my arms.
I suppose I am still learning to share.