Monday, July 2, 2012


Over the weekend, Uncle Randy brought us some fresh peaches.  You know the kind that are juicy, ripe and make your entire kitchen smell like peach.  You can't buy those in the grocery store.  Those are the peaches of my childhood (with homemade pound cake and whip cream by my Mama).  Anyway, EC loved them!  She's a peachy girl!

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