My “no-name” peach no longer has to deal with a self-identity crisis. Last night I realized that I could figure out what my mysterious peach was with a little search engine insight and know-how. Channeling Sherlock, I have unlocked the mystery, hinging on none other than it’s show-stopping blooms. Thinking about it’s freestone pit, yellow flesh, low chilling hour requirement and July ripening, I was almost certain that I’d had a Mid Pride peach all these years (well, since 2007). Then I googled Mid Pride’s spring flowers and I heard a big “uuhhh-mmmmmm” like a losing contestant on the Price is Right. It’s flowers are pale pink and single layer. The only other peach meeting all the other above requirements with a double red flower was Red Baron.