oh peaches...

It was August. It was a Friday. And it was the first day of peach season! So what did we do? We picked them! We drove down to our regular produce picking place, Cherry Hill Orchards bright and early. And it was a beautiful morning and the sun was shining and all that mumbo jumbo. And our Nonna came with us. I feel like the days are numbered where David can sit nicely (can we call it nicely?) in his stroller during these fruit picking expeditions. I sense a change coming on the horizon... And he is most certainly at flight risk. I take it back parents who use leashes. I truly do. You do what you need to do to maintain safety and sanity.





















We left with 33 odd pounds of tasty Freestone peaches between the two households. And tasty they were. Right now I am just eating them left and right... Matt made a peach cobbler that evening for us all and I plan on making this peach cake asap.

I'll be back orchard. Oh I'll be back.

Surprise surprise... we did this last year for all those intrigued...

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