cradled birch
We went to the farmers' market today and bought our first basket
of peaches for the season. Heaven. I just ate my first
peach, and it made me think of this sweet painting --
still available. If you're interested you can DM me on
Instagram: barbaramuir.art
My husband loves canning peaches for the long winter
season, and starts asking the farmers about them starting
in June; I love his enthusiasm. Sometimes he gives jars
of peaches away. One fellow he gave them to at a restaurant
where we get take out dinners calls Steven Peaches. Steven
considers that a high compliment.
Have a loving your life day.
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