It turns out that the tree I thought was a Mexican plum is actually a peach tree! I can’t wait for cobbler, fruit fresh from the tree, and maybe even preserves. I spread some mulch around the base of the tree and it is really loving all the rain. Check out these babies! Mmmmmm.
I went in for a closer look and saw these blooming beauties that had sprung to life after the recent rains.
They were rubbing against the leaves like some underage girls trying to sweet talk the bouncers on Sixth Street. Beware of the thorns of the femme fatale!