Grab a peach

Peach, Fruit, Red, Ripe, Delicious

I select my first peach in the backyard tree. Nothing cools June as biting into the first cherry of this year. The dog jumps up and down, and the children point and catch for top branches. “Get that one, get it.”
There is a fine cling peach, about four feet up. I select it, and the smell of pollen strikes the senses as I sting in.
I get a bucket along with the trusty wood cherry-picking ladder. My brother and sister and the uncles and aunts await my tree to enter year. It’s time to determine how many excellent peaches the scrub jays have snacked on in the treetop. May be as I select, I will snack on a few like these pesky birds.
“Throw down some. Throw down some” I find a nice cling and throw it down. I select one for myself. The carrot juice gets on my palms as I throw the fuzzy clings to the bucket- ker-plunk.
I have about twenty to thirty fine large ones. The branch begins to bough under the bucket. Pesky bird. You can have all the tree back. My sister just needed some peaches.
I find another fantastic snacking cling. Might as well get a good one off the treetop while I am up here. It is a sunny day.

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