As far as I can remember, peaches were (or still is) one of my favorite fruits. My parents were always coming home with bags of them from neighboring farms. I love the sweet smell and the sweet taste of it.. every bite with the juice gushing out. Making my hands all sticky. I do at times get that time traveling (back) moments, when something reminds me of my childhood. Either food, or a song or a saying...its just that I had a good childhood...loving my early sweet peaches on this Friday morning..
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