The Peach

I have three fledgling peach trees. I love peaches, but I cannot seem to grow them the way that dad does. My little trees were covered in blooms this spring, but they did not make it. Except for one. The smallest Charlie Brown stick tree of them all produced one peach. I have been watering and protecting it from that damn Mocking Bird who ate my boysenberries. Today, I checked it and today was the day to pick it. My beautiful peach! No bugs, no bird packs..it's peach perfection! I had to photograph it before it became my lunch. It was warm from the sun, sweet and juicy. Here it is, my fruit growing pride and joy! The Peach...