{will beg for peaches}

Oh, peaches.

I want peaches.

I have been craving and dreaming of my grandma's peach pie.

Today I am really wishing that I would have had the foresight to have her teach me how to
 make it along with her famous pie crust years ago.

But I didn't.  

I really hate that since it is too late now.

One of my aunt's makes a wonderful peach pie too and I'm thinking
of maybe asking her to teach me.

Anyway, in search of peaches we headed to an apple orchard about a half hour
away today that also sells peaches.

And they were gone.
Blah.

I called another aunt that has peach trees but their's are already gone, too.

A day late and a dollar short.

She did say she could spare enough frozen peaches for me to make a pie though.

So all was not lost because it was a beautiful day for  a drive through 

the country and a morning at the orchard.

It is still just a couple more weeks until the apples are ready to pick so in the mean
 time we had to pick up a jar of apple butter and apple donuts.

They said we could pick a few apples so we did and Charlotte picked some that had
 already fallen off the trees, too.
Next trip we will get enough for pies, muffins and all that good stuff.

And next time we go I hope to be wearing a little sweater and boots and to be drinking apple cider.
Okay, that might be pushing it but a girl can dream.

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I'm hoping to attempt my peach pie next week after I get the peaches.

Wish me luck.

Pie making does not come natural to me by any means but I figure
 I've got to start somewhere...

Right?