Not a writing day

Otto let me sleep in until 6:00. It felt good after a week at 4:00. Today is my flex day, but Old What’s Her Face is off today too. I fed the dogs and they went back to bed with my wife.

She likes to sleep in, so I took my chance, it just wasn’t my day for it. I weaved through social media, then backed up a chapter and made a few adjustments so I could forge ahead.

That’s when my wife and the dogs woke up for real. I know when to admit defeat, and I’ll have the house to myself tomorrow.

I picked these a few moments ago.

There are probably another hundred basket-fulls still on the tree. I may take a basket to the office if I remember to pick them Sunday night. My wife wants to take some to the hospital too.

The birds are starting to get to some of them, but the tree produces enough for everyone. I just glean through mine to make sure they haven’t been sampled.

These went in the refrigerator to chill for a while. Then I’m going to eat them as presented. I might dig out some salsa or a daiquiri recipe. Maybe I’ll make a cobbler, but I’m leaning more toward some waffles covered with peaches instead.

It wasn’t much of a writing day, but my chances were low anyway. Besides, the battle for the rope toy is going on under my chair.

It’s been a loooong work week for me. It might not be a bad thing to kick back for a day and eat peaches.

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  1. The peaches look delicious! The birds always get ours before we have a chance. I guess they like them unripe here. Waffles sound good. Enjoy!

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    • They don’t ripen all at once. Birds are impatient, and taste the ripe portion, then move on to the next peach for its ripe portion.

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      • Our peach trees are dwarf. They’re in our landscaping beds instead of huge in the yard. We probably would get less than a bucket (total) from the whole yield, but the birds beat us to them. I can’t put nets over them because the neighbors would think we lost our minds!

        I think I’d like real (big) trees at my next house.

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      • I always struggle to keep my trees small, but they get away from me. This one’s getting a serious pruning once the peaches are gone.

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  2. Kicking back and enjoying peaches sounds nice to me.

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  3. Sounds like a plan! Enjoy. My friend brought me a bowl of peaches when she came to eat supper. Fresh peaches are drool worthy:)

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  4. Sounds like a good time to have a low key day. Gives you strength for when you can write.

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  5. The peaches look great. Sometimes kicking back and not writing yields dividends down the road.

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  6. Despite your unavailability to write, it still sounds like you’ve had a productive day. Love your dogs.

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  7. Reblogged this on Where Genres Collide and commented:
    The peaches at the farmer’s markets here have been kind of on the hard side, waiting for them to get just right.

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  8. Sorry you came back to work for a looooonnnng week. But! Damn, those peaches look divine! Haven’t seen peaches like that since I left Georgia! Wish I could have a basket!
    Enjoy the puppies and the solitude that’s coming ๐Ÿ™‚

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  9. Sleep is very good for your creativity, though.

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  10. Kicking back and eating peaches is just as good as stopping to smell the roses! It never hurts to relax for a day. Enjoy!

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  11. How wonderful to have a peach tree in your yard! They looked delicious and now I’m craving fresh peaches. I hope you had a good day kicking back and relaxing.
    P.S. I always enjoy photos of Otto and Frankie. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  12. Those peaches look wonderful! I’ll be over for waffles.

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  13. Unfortunatley, I know how these days feel. This is how most of my days feel turn out. If Iโ€™m home with my wife than writing isnโ€™t going to happen becasue one of our dogs feels the need to bark at me none stop for food, medicine, to go outside, and the other reaons is just a guessing game. For some reason, if my wife isnโ€™t home, the dog will leave me alone. Go figure.

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