peachy keen

Brian brought the kids down from Portland yesterday. Anne is back at work, teaching school (and we missed you!) Decided to make a quick trip to the local U-pick farm for peaches. In the summer we are there once a week (or more!) choosing fresh ears of corn, organic salad greens and the best tasting melons EVER. This is the same place we pick strawberries in June, and where we’ll be in October, choosing fat round pumpkins…can you tell we love living 10 minutes up the road from such produce perfection!? Cody was a happy little man and went to town on this fruit. In between servings he squeals and holds out chubby hands in the ageless, instinctual expression which no one needs to teach another….”more, more!”
Isn’t Caitlin the cutest thing under the tree? Oh my yes. Especially since her competition under said trees consisted of only rotten orbs of fruit flesh, swarming with gluttonous wasps.
With Brian taking pictures, I am finally on this blog…hiding behind a tree, but still.

My brother made this face in the 3rd grade and still looks like this.


About sparrowjourney

Christian homeschooling mom to three boys, married to my best friend, John, for over 20 years. I love gardening without gloves, learning history with my kids, cooking with lots of butter, serving others, great books, rich coffee, studying the Bible, camping outdoors, scrapbooking, vintage home decor, the smell of rain and cut grass, authentic people, poetry, laughing until your sides hurt, and babies. oh and black licorice is pretty awesome.
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One Response to peachy keen

  1. Brian says:

    That Bodacious corn they had was super good too. The tree framing your face is very artistic for those of us with the photographic EYE, you wouldn’t understand… plus those leaves make you look like you have a big ol’ green beard. hahahahaha.

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