I’m going to take a quick break from my series on starting with a family milk cow to talk about peaches.
I recently posted about picking dewberries. They have since dried up. Now, our blackberries are ripe. We only have a couple of domestic blackberry plants in the front yard, compared to the dozens of dewberry plants that grow wild in our front pasture.
The other fruit that is ripe right now is peaches. Not far from our house, my in-laws have a peach tree that is heavy with the fruit. The first time we picked, we only grabbed the peaches we could reach from the bottom branches. When we went back the second time, we had to bring a ladder, so we could reach the majority of peaches that were located higher up the tree.
Since no one sprays the tree with pesticides, many of the peaches get holes in them from insects. There’s another large part of the peaches that have bruises. So, picking peaches turns into a selective process of several bad peaches that get picked just to drop to the ground to every one good peach that goes into the basket. Still, the tree is plentiful in peaches, and we always end up bringing home more than we can eat.
The peaches we pick are pretty small compared to what you will find in the grocery store, but they are juicy and sweet.
Two years ago, we picked enough peaches to freeze several bags of them. After that, the tree was pruned back so much that the next year it didn’t produce fruit. This year, it’s back in full swing. If I had more time, I would try and put up some peach jelly. Perhaps in the future I can try it. This year, I’m happy to let the peach basket sit on the kitchen counter, so it’s easy snacking for my family. My youngest son will eat 2-4 peaches a day.
We have a local peach orchard in our area where you can buy fresh peaches. I would definitely recommend visiting a local orchard in your area to benefit from this fuzzy fruit while it’s in season.