Peaches! For Mystica

A lovely lady and loyal blog follower, Mystica, is from Sri Lanka and mentioned that she had never seen a peach tree - so never let it be said that a Southern gal is accomdating!  Here ya go, Mystica!



Peach trees in bloom




Ripe peaches ready for picking

 And some of the best peaches in the world come from Chilton County, Alabama - they are sweet, juicy and oh my, so delicious!

And keeping this post literary - here is a poem dedicated to the peach -

The Little Peach by Eugene Field

A little peach in the orchard grew,--
A little peach of emerald hue;
Warmed by the sun and wet by the dew,
It grew.

One day, passing that orchard through,
That little peach dawned on the view
Of Johnny Jones and his sister Sue--
Them two.

Up at that peach a club they threw--
Down from the stem on which it grew
Fell that peach of emerald hue.
Mon Dieu!

John took a bite and Sue a chew,
And then the trouble began to brew,--
Trouble the doctor couldn't subdue.
Too true!

Under the turf where the daisies grew
They planted John and his sister Sue,
And their little souls to the angels flew,--
Boo hoo!

What of that peach of the emerald hue,
Warmed by the sun, and wet by the dew?
Ah, well, its mission on earth is through.
Adieu!

1880.

Hope you enjoy this little look at peaches,  Mystica!  Thanks for following my blog!