Life Is Just Peachy

I really don't have any complaints about my job, I am generally left to my own devices (it helps being the only human on the property about 75% of the time) and I actually enjoy the tasks that I have to perform. There are fringe benefits to the job as well- for instance, I can anticipate a golden-and-pink bounty in a few days:

In the midst of the apple, pear, and cherry trees on the site, there is a solitary peach tree that I always seem to forget. Every year, I am pleasantly surprised to stumble upon the pretty little tree. While the peaches look perfect at this time, they are still quite hard- I periodically check up on them to see if they are ready. Soon, my precious peaches... soooooon...

While I will probably just eat the majority of these beauties out of hand, some of them are destined to become wine-and-peaches, a traditional end of summer treat. By the time the Feast of San Gennaro rolls around, I should be positively swimming in the stuff...

Red wine
White wine
Peaches
Divine