Mid-June here in Alabama is ever present. We are in the midst of a drought. The heat is just plain oppressive.
Just when I thought the peach crop would be poor, I stopped at the store and the Georgia peaches were already in.
Just when I thought the peach crop would be poor, I stopped at the store and the Georgia peaches were already in.
What also comes to mind when you think of the deep south? Why cotton of course.
Branches of cotton were placed in the silver plate coffee pot on the foyer table.
We will be enjoying the fresh juicy peaches and cobblers few the next few weeks.
How sweet it is!
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