Monday, August 5, 2013

It Never Rains But It Pours

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This has been an excellent growing season, due in part to the almost continuous rain that we have had. For the past week, it seems to rain almost every day. We wake up to a darker dawn, and it keeps raining throughout the morning. Then it clears up for a while in the afternoon, then rains again toward night.


The darkness keeps us very sleepy in the morning, but the abundant supply of rainwater has made our fruit trees very fruitful indeed.


Some years we have no fruit at all. One year a late frost killed off all the blossoms before they had a chance to grow into fruit. But that did not happen this year.

This year, even though we had snow in April, we still ended up with an abundance of fruit.


 Our peach trees are laden with fruit. Absolutely no work went into producing this bounty. I did not spray, fertilize, water or otherwise tend to these trees. I never water. In fact, last year, when there was a severe drought, we lost two peach trees in the front yard and one in the back. Since it didn't rain, they got no water, and they did not survive. You can catch a glimpse of the dead trees in this video from yesterday, when I was picking up pears from the ground during a short lull in the rain.


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Even though we have more peach trees than pear trees, it is the quantity of pears that is currently overwhelming. How can we possibly eat all of them? Even after we give some away to friends and neighbors, how will we preserve the rest?


The storm broke off a branch from the pear tree, so we are picking those pears off the branch and bringing them home when they are still green, though they turn yellow when they ripen.



There are bunches and bunches of pears crowded together on every branch.


 Many fall to the ground before they are ripe.


Some are already a little overripe by the time I pick them up. Because of this, I have been serving pear slices to my family for dessert, cutting out the rotten bits and saving what is good.


Just because this pear is partly overripe does not mean we throw it away.


I cut out and discard all the brown bits, but there is still enough to make a nice snack of pear slices.



Bow appreciates every slice of pear I serve him.



Nature is all feast and famine, drought then flood. It is the way of life. It is how we are tested. Those who don't survive the famine have no place at the table for the feast. Next year, that might be us. There is no telling what the future will bring. But while we still may, we enjoy the feast before us.

2 comments:

  1. Maybe you could have a garage sell and sell some of your fruit along with it. I know a lot of people with orange trees have signs up saying "a dollar for a bag of oranges" or whatever price they want in April when the oranges are at peak season. I love the picture of the peach tree. I like the interior of peaches, but for some reason I always have to skin them because the fuzzy skin creeps me out. The interesting thing is my grandpa had the same inexplicable fear of peach skins, and his brother used to chase him around the house with one.

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    1. Yes, we could sell them, but I don't have time to man a garage sale. One time, when we still had apples, a man stopped and asked if he could pick some, and we negotiated a price per bushel. But for the pears, I think it would be more practical to try to sell them to the local grocery store, if they want them. Of course, I imagine that all our neighbors had a good year, too, so that would reduce the demand.

      It's funny about the peach fuzz. It seems some fears are inherited.

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