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Well, hello there, you beauties. Two peaches have fought their way to adulthood almost ready for the taste test, well sheltered in their netting cocoon.
You can see a couple of others that gave up early.
This tree deserves a horticultural medal for braving the obstacles that mother nature and I placed in the way.
I double-task as grade A furniture and vegetation-shuffling junkie; if furniture or plants and trees don't seem to like their location then they get moved around until we're both satisfied. Okay, so they don't get a vote.
A couple of summers ago I dug the tree in near the back fence but the ripening fruit was a magnet for passing birds and squirrels so I dug it up and hauled it over near the house where I reasoned the birds might miss it.
Just to be sure, the netting was added and as far as I can tell, it's there for good. It clings as though it's fighting against quicksand.
The tree was in the right location but new problems arose; first came the false spring-- a couple of weeks of heat wave and blossoms popping out early and then winter returned and froze the blossoms,
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Something like five little peaches decided to go for it and two came to the finish line.
What troopers--stick with me baby and I promise never to move you again.
Can't promise about the crazy weather, though.
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