Aug 24 2022
Peachy
It was time for my annual peach allotment, but sadly, no peaches were forthcoming. The peach trees in the family orchard were blighted this year, maybe by the same mystery blight that took out one of the apple trees last year, which had to be dug up and replaced. The peach trees did not require such drastic treatment, but they steadfastly refused to produce more than around 4 sad looking peaches.
I am sorry to report that the cherry tree, despite being isolated at the far end of the garden in its majestic net cathedral, was also blighty and similarly almost fruit-free. Of course the plague affected my favorite fruit trees. My siblings have acquired a second cherry tree, but it will take years to start producing fruit, assuming it escapes the blight.
So when Megan and I went to the Valley, we stopped in at Gowan’s more than century-old farmstand:
I got two little baskets of peaches:
That was more than enough to make a really good peach pie. Here it is before:
And after:
I usually make a lattice crust, but this time, I made a double crust, which presented a minor problem. When I make a double crust pie, I usually draw the fruit it’s made from to vent the pie. I learned this from my American grandmother. But I couldn’t figure out how to draw a peach which wouldn’t look like an apple. So I settled for a freeform star.
It turned out great. I enjoyed the annual treat.
A YEAR AGO: I got contact lenses again. And I have already stopped wearing them. Again.
FIVE YEARS AGO: Jonathan and Rio went to the wilderness to truly experience the total solar eclipse.
FIFTEEN YEARS AGO: Audrey made her debut. We lost her mother, Quince, earlier this month.
TWENTY YEARS AGO: Men and women have different views on fashion.
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