Fuzzy on the outside, just enough give of the flesh, and at the stem the smell of ripened peach. In my hand, a summer day, under the shade of a tree.
One bite proves the right choice as the juice dribbles down my chin.
(*The Fresh Market, July 2015)
Fuzzy on the outside, just enough give of the flesh, and at the stem the smell of ripened peach. In my hand, a summer day, under the shade of a tree.
One bite proves the right choice as the juice dribbles down my chin.
(*The Fresh Market, July 2015)
