Pink Promises

Eva's Pride Peach in bloom.

Eva’s Pride Peach in bloom.

She’s a small thing but she’s got star power.  Especially since she’s a full month ahead of any other fruit tree in my backyard.  She’s getting all of my gazes as I do the dishes, glances as I putter in the garden and stares as I sit under the pergola.

Up close and personal.

Up close and personal.

DSCN1252Every year it never fails to impress me when the fruit trees bloom.  I imagine the energy and fortitude that must go into producing such a sudden burst of beauty.  To me, fruit trees are the best trees.  Flowers and fruit.  What could be better?

Hello, Red Baron!

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.

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IMG_6279Hello, Red Baron.  Nice to meet ya.