Mama. Daddy. Little boy. Little girl. Christ followers. Joy-Filled. Kitchen dwellers. Coffee fanatics. Essential oil users. Gardeners. Health-minded. Knowledge seekers. Creative. Music fanatics. Nature Lovers. FAMILY. Huskers. Red Sox.
Hand-Picked by our Father in Heaven.
July 17, 2012
When a friend sends a text letting you know that their peach trees are ripe, loaded, and ready to be picked, but they are out of town on vacation for another week or more.
When she she says the house keeper is expecting your call. Please go pick peaches for your family because the peaches taste like candy.
YOU GO AND PICK YOU SOME PEACHES!
Forget about the 100 degree weather. They are sweet and juicy.
Take a stroll down to visit the chickens. Cock-a-doodle-do a bit.
Soak in the joy summer-time brings.
Peach moon of July's night sky.
We were a sweet, sweaty, sticky mess of FUN! Thank you Dodd family!