Wait for the Good Peaches
Nothing quite says summer like a fresh peach.
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Nothing quite says summer like a fresh peach.
It’s Monday again, and it looks as if, for a while anyway, regular posts will be here on Monday and the rest of the week you’re on your own. I’m working on that, but making no promises. We lost Harper Lee on Friday. And then, we learned that we also lost Umberto Eco. Alan Rickman. …