My first peach harvest. There is still so many on the tree. We have been eating them as we walk by, but it has been so hard to carve out some time to get those peaches off of the tree! Next year I need to plan to pick the fruit when my kids are *not* in the middle of play rehearsals. Although, I guess it's not up to me, is it? When they are ready, they're ready! Gardening and farming teaches you to prioritze, be flexable and patient.
I just cleaned up the ground a few days ago but it has been a little windy. Another reason to thin! Fallen, rotten fruit. Lots of fruit flies. The birds and bugs are having lots of fun. I offered some to the chicks but they must not be old enough because they wouldn't even taste them. I'm learning, I'm learning.




2 comments:
You reminded me of a poem I love.
Too Busy
by Carol Lynn Pearson
It was time
To prune the apricots
“Only one bud
Every few inches of tree
Or they won’t grow,”
Said my father.
I didn’t believe him
Though
And I kept one branch
All full of flowers
For I knew
They would all
Be beautiful and bright
And big –
Ever so big.
Early one morning
In fruit time
I ran to the orchard
And beneath
The heavy-hanging
Golden crop,
I harvested my apricots,
My many, many,
Tiny apricots.
When it was dark
I fed them
To the cow.
I prune now.
It applies to my life in so many ways. Thanks for the reminder. I love your blog!
Michele, I LOVE CLP. She is one of my all time favorite poets and authors and I have many of her books. Thanks for sharing that poem!!
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