Fearless Faith

It might be too late for me. In the category of “distractions my mother warned me about,” I failed to pay heed to the wiles and siren call of one of my greatest temptations in life. If you seek perfect form and unblemished fruit, fragrance and complementary colors that alert the senses, including a tease to the palate, then I can do no better than to recommend late summer peaches. As consumers of these golden wonders, I cannot recall a year that we were unable to polish off at least two lugs (40 pounds) of fresh peaches, consuming them all before the season truly ended. And when the harvest ra...