A happy seasonal report. We have a few peaches on our trees. Not much of a crop this year with the heavy snows in March. "You shouldn't try to grow peaches in the arctic," a friend tells me. But we filled a bowl on Saturday and the Lady baked a peach clobber last night. Yeah, I know. Clobber. I put the L in the wrong place once and they'll never let me forget.
Our apple tree produced for the first time this year after more than 10 years. The tree is suffering from the load. We've forgotten what variety it is and we are learning when to pick - not yet. Apple pies are coming!
Mom turkeys have turned their broods loose around here. Loud crying gangs of teenagers are roaming about. At least we have something to drown out the juvenile raven's constant racket. The ravens produced a bumper crop this season.
Our apple tree produced for the first time this year after more than 10 years. The tree is suffering from the load. We've forgotten what variety it is and we are learning when to pick - not yet. Apple pies are coming!
Mom turkeys have turned their broods loose around here. Loud crying gangs of teenagers are roaming about. At least we have something to drown out the juvenile raven's constant racket. The ravens produced a bumper crop this season.