RicelandMeadows

July 13, 2016

It’s a favorite time of year for me. The peaches are ripe! These are fresh, hand picked, succulent, juicy pieces of heaven. They are sweet and so juicy that you have to suck when you bite and the sweet nectar still drips off your elbow! If there is any better fruit than this, God kept it for himself!

Connie has canned just under thirty quarts of these beauties and managed to even freeze the contents for five pies. This is a tough job especially when I am hanging off her arm eating almost as fast as she peels. I simply can’t get sick of them. The freestone variety that she is canning now is edible right down to the pit. They pop out allowing this ravenous farmer to enjoy the seasonal treat all the way to my fingers and I’ve licked a sore spot on them!

This pie filling gets frozen for now, but will be wrapped in two flaky crusts and served with ice cold, ice cream. This is one treat that makes for an awesome evening, sitting on the porch, while my eyes drink in the sights of my farm. It doesn’t get much better than that!