"What the Sam Heck was I thinking not bringing my camera"
I muttered to myself as I looked up at this beautiful site before me.
I guess my poor followers will simply have to bear with a wordy description of this beauty,like my lousy photography skills would capture it anyway.
The site I was and am speaking of, was how I was reaching up into a canopy of peaches covered in rain drops with a ominous sky above.
It was stunning.
Yes, its peach season and (long blissful sigh inserted here) its about time.
To say that I love peaches, really would be a definite understatement.
They are the bomb, folks.
Heaven smells like peaches, and homemade bread....and coffee....and my Grandmas Raviolis...(okay, so apparently my idea of heaven is a large country cafe.... getting off point here)
Anyway, ladies and gents, it was a moment in a day that was made just for me.
I love rain, and everything was covered in nice large dewy drops, making the peaches smell ever so more divine.
The clouds above large and grey,but holding off a little longer just for me.
The orchard owners' dog, Ruby Mae, kept coming out and checking on me, eating an occasional dropped peach and making sure I wasn't stealing too many peaches, which I would always remind her "Your Mom said I could take as many as I would like" whereas she would flop to the ground and yawn.
A shy kitty cat would stroll out and rub on the peach boxes then run away as I tried to pet her.
As I packed my rain drop drenched jewels into the car, this is usually where I would start thinking about all the delicious-ness I would concoct in my kitchen with them, and where I do have some yummy things I do like to make with peaches, a pie, shortcakes and a delish cocktail made with bourbon and peaches, but there is only one recipe that I will be sharing with you today, and its the only one that's really needed when talking about peaches.
Go to Peach Box and pick out a large, juicy looking one.
Go out on front porch and sit on stoop.
Take a large bite out of peach.
Let juice dribble down your chin and arm.
Stare out at the fields, and take in the beauty of fading days of summer.