Picking and Grinning

Well, we made a trip up to northern Indiana to try to catch the last of the peach harvest. I hadn't been able to get up to Michigan (and the Lorenz hospitality) in July, our usual peach-picking location, so I was a little worried we'd missed the season all together. But Catherine got on the internet and found a u-pick place near LaPorte. So we loaded up kith and kin and drove a couple hours, spent 30 minutes picking 100 pounds of beautiful peaches, had lunch at Arby's (at Rachel's insistence - one thing she misses in Germany), and drove a couple hours to get back home. Ellis was a big help- he made sure, by carefully sampling, that we were getting the best fruit on the trees. Now, he selects the ripe ones off the table so we can "put up" some peach halves, make some fruit leather, and have peach pie with Aunt Lucy's homemade ice cream.