Memo: Peaches, slow life, and thank-you etc

As John Prine advised, “move to the country, grow a lot of peaches…“ so we are (though these peaches pictured arrived by post as a gift).

The great troubadour is on my mind recently as I fill in the “missing years“ and also, it’s now peach season in Okayama. And I’m up to four chords on the baritone ukulele, gotta figure out my strumming patterns a little bit better though then will have some “paradise“ or “Sam Stone” to share with you.

Note: Our area is famous for peaches & the esoteric “peach boy“ folktale “Momotaro,” {also denim/school uniforms}.

This succulent fruit will fortify us through a busy week in which the remarkable arborist is doing a 5-day workshop in another town while I do little odds and ends to start putting our house back together, step by tiny step.

PS As is often the case, I’m a few steps behind from saying “thank you” to the folks who sent cards and presents for our little guy’s birthday, as well as checking other sundry things off my list, haven’t forgotten you, thinking about you, just have to keep my pace in second gear to avoid the #MECFS crashmode while also nurturing my creative impulses.

fondly, DaveoTaro

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