Peaches

In honor of the yesterday's Georgia elections, it seemed like a good time to muse a bit about peaches.

Originally from China, peaches were brought to the Georgia coastline by Franciscan monks in 1571. But they likely wouldn't have made the same impact on the Georgia economy had it not been for the boll weevil. 

After huge swaths of cotton were decimated by the pesky beetle, peaches, pecans, apples, and onions were planted to diversify the state's crops. Peach cobbler 1, Boll Weevil 0.

I was never a big fan of the peach, unless you're talking about cling peaches swimming in a vat of sugary syrup. But I love the idea of peaches -- plucked right off the tree, a refreshing and juicy treat on a warm summer day. 

“Sunrise paints the sky with pinks and the sunset with peaches. Cool to warm. So is the progression from childhood to old age.” 

― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

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