Last week at the farmers market, there was a nice young couple there selling peaches.
They live fairly close to us, just over the mountain range east of us.
It’s not easy to grow peaches around these parts, so it was a real treat to be able to get them.
I bought a box of them, and ended up sharing half of them with a friend. She took hers home in the box. Mine were resting on the bread table.
The other morning as I was eating breakfast, the sun started shining on my little collection of delectable, fuzzy marvels.
I had to take a couple pictures.
Behold, my most favoritest fruit:
They looked like they had sparkles all over.
They were delicious.
I’m wondering if the peach orchard couple will be here again this week.
I think I’m in need of a refill….