Sunday August 11th 2013, 11:23 pm
Filed under: Family,Food

As the late rays came in at a slant that we’re not and don’t quite want to be used to, the perfect juicy peach that had waited on its tree collecting sweetness nearly all summer. A little cream, a sprinkling of brown sugar on top. Just a little.

There’s only one problem with it, he said.

What’s that?

It’s all gone!

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yum! the flavor further enhanced by the long anticipation!

Comment by bev 08.12.13 @ 8:37 am

A peach of a peach! I’m salivating.

Comment by Donald Meyer 08.12.13 @ 9:08 am

Sounds just peachy to me! Maybe two next year?

Comment by Ruth 08.12.13 @ 5:11 pm

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