Peaches of the past

This picture was shot just a few days ago, so I was shocked to find the peach tree I was visiting for breakfast totally bare of fruit today.

It's amazing what can change in a week.

I'm taking it as another reminder that you never quite appreciate what you've got till it's gone.

Zen Habits

I'm trying to form some new morning habits, and with a nod to Leo Babauta, I'm taking a bike ride right after feeding the horses, then eating fresh fruit when I get home. Maybe it's better to do it the other way around, but hey, it's a start.

This morning I got lucky: country living serendipity. While biking down the lane I live on, I saw something I've never spotted while in the car: a peach tree--right there on the side of the road and full of fruit.

So I pulled over, put these beauties in my bike pouch and pedaled for home.

It's lovely when new endeavors align so nicely.

“We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence then, is not one act, but a habit.”  
Aristotle


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