Walking the pasture this weekend, I was pleasantly surprised to see this…
Our persimmon trees are still hanging on to a good bit of fruit. Yes, it is all in the tree tops, but there is a good bit up there. I knew nothing about persimmons until this farm came into my life.
I really must do something with these guys.
Look at them all…
May be this week, with the holiday, there will be a little ounce of time I can squirrel away for focusing on these fruits.
We have some fruits coming on that I’d like to report on…
Here are some blueberries:
I hope that I beat the birds to those babies. The other two bushes are loaded, too.
We also have white peaches coming on strong:
Of course, our namesake the pear tree has a bazillion fruits on it. Did I take a picture of it? No. Ridiculous. But take my word for it. Despite the lack of pruning, of being hit by lightening (before our time), of last year’s fire blight, and the general brunt of wind and weather it faces, that tree produces more fruits than we and the deer know what to do with. We hope that the farm is just as productive and long lived.