Each peach, pear, plum, I spy Tom Thumb,
Tom Thumb in the cupboard, I spy Mother Hubbard
from Each Peach, Pear, Plum . Janet and Allan Ahlbergh
This is a classic children’s book and a favourite bed time reading still for our daughter.
It is late summer and as I gathered in fruit from our orchard today I was indeed reminded of these words. Our trees this year are laden with peaches, pears and plums, with lots of apples on the way.
I delight in the morning, after letting the chickens, ducks and geese out, in selecting a ripe peach to eat in the fresh morning air. On the way back in I pick some plums.
The pears are all harvested now, and each pear is carefully wrapped in paper with all in wicker baskets to ripen.
Indeed, it is a bountiful summer.