Peaches and Steam

As summer punches us in the face, it's hard to find outdoor activities that you can do after the sun comes up.  But some days...you have to stick one to the man and say..."HEY!  old man Summer...this one's for you...and the horse you rode in on!"  So...today we headed out to Fredericksburg to pick some peaches.

After last year's drought, we've had enough rain to tick above Sahara on the rainfall map and the peach growers (farmers? cultivators? makers?) are loving it.  So, why not venture out to pick a fruit off a tree that doesn't grow tall enough to provide any real shade?  Well...I guess short trees are good when you've got short kids.

After a short car ride filled with knock knock jokes..."knock knock...who's there?...Gorilla...Gorilla who?...Gorilla me a hamburger I'm hungry"...and some knock knock jokes(??)..."knock knock...who's there?...banana...banana who....banana are you in the house"...and a quick stop at the Dairy Queen (insert DQ ice cream picture to make Mom jealous)

we arrived to pick our peaches.  We bought a 1/4 bushel but I probably should have paid for twice that, because I'm sure Ivy ate no less than 30 peaches.  Well, come to think of it...I'm sure we'll all be paying for that later.  Here's a little of how our day went:




So...now the question of what to do with all of these peaches...well...in Texas...there's only one answer: Cobbler!

And as for Ol' Man Summer....Knock Knock...who's there?...Orange...Orange who?....Orange you glad we don't give a crap how hot it is outside!?

Happy Sunday