Our Dwarf Peach tree blossomed and ripened in the past few days and the peaches are sweet and succulent. I want to make a peach pie but I know I'll never get around to it (or have the patience for such an undertaking) but I just like to say the words, "I want to make a peach pie." Sounds like I have talent.
Chumley likes to sniff and lick peaches...
I also noticed a slew of peach pits in the backyard so it appears that someone else in this family has enjoyed his fair share of peach nibbling. (sounds perverted) I need to be careful though because I don't want a peach or a pit to get lodged in Wrig's throat.
I may have mentioned that Tom planted CORN in our backyard which is also starting to sprout. I can guarantee that we are the only house in the neighborhood and perhaps all of Orange County that has fricking corn cobs growing in their yard. I just hope all of these food stuffs don't attract more coyotes or mountain lions. There's quite a feast to be had back there.