The days are long, hot and itchy. The summers are relentless and unforgiving. The fruit-laden branches demand your watchful attention lest they drop their fruit before you get your $2.85/pound. Regardless of how much you could use a hearty meal, a solid eight hours of sleep, or even just a few pages of a favorite novel, the cogs of the food system machine grind on. It’s so easy to get lost in it, to lose yourself. But outside of this tunnel vision, tucked in all the nooks and crannies of the trees and soil, there are a myriad of little hidden treasures to find. Sometimes we slow down just enough to notice. I captured some on camera for you.
An enchanted orchard:
Fungal friends, such as this birds nest fungus.
And creepy crawly buggos the size of your thumb.
Lizards basking in patches of sunlight.
Farmers’ best friends, of course.
A creekside hideaway free of peach fuzz and direct sunlight.
Wondrously large fruits of our labor.
Joyrides in the back of Katie’s pickup.
And some damn good peaches. Duh.
