Over the last week we--the grandkids a bit but Lee mostly--harvested a number so large I didn't feel like counting them. Four have ripened enough to eat, and they taste very good. The rest are reposing--as Ralph Waldo Emerson reportedly said: There are only 10 minutes in the life of a pear when it is perfect to eat." I'll have to check and see how they're doing in a few days. Until then we'll eat peaches and nectarines that seem at their most delicious right now.
July was hot and August, dry, which may have contributed to this bounty. Don't know, but I'm glad to see that all is well, and that bees, who do the pollinating, weren't deterred by a wet and cool spring.
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