A short story about what happens when you turn two boys loose in a peach orchard. Even when they are supervised.
We selected our trees, planted them with love, and watched them grow. Then the fun began - beautiful fruit growing on our very own trees!
We refer to our first year at the farm as the cleanup year. Now, we would begin the second which soon became known as 'the planting year.'
We are not impulsive people. We are also opposites, so it is not like us to both want the same thing and at the same time. Yet, here we were, both wanting to buy a piece of land that we had only read about on the internet. Twenty acres with a small red barn.