The peach tree on the southern wall
Has basked so long beneath the sun,
Her score of peaches great and small
Bloom rosy, every one.
A peach for brothers, one for each,
A peach for you and a peach for me;
But the biggest, rosiest, downiest peach
For Grandmamma with her tea.
—Christina Rossetti in Sing-Song: A Nursery Rhyme Book
Hooray! It’s peach season again. Here are my previously posted instructions for putting up peaches.