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Do I dare to eat a peach?

(Clint Eastwood voice: "Well punk... do you?")

Yes, I do--this one:

My faithful peach tree.

Did you know peaches can grow in cold places like Massachusetts? If it's the right sort of tree, they can. But, they're fragile and prone to all sorts of diseases and pests, and since I'm too lazy organic-minded to spray things on my peach tree, it really has to struggle. And, an arborist who lives in our neighborhood tells me it's got a fungus that's going to kill it one day. He said I might get it to live longer by cutting off a good half of it. I did that this past winter. This spring, the tree gamely shot up a brand new shoot from the cut portion--what a trooper.

I picked off a lot of its fruit when they first formed, as you're supposed to do, and bunches more fell off because--well, I'm not sure why. But the positive thing to come out of it is that the peaches that remain are huge! They fill up my whole hand. They're Giant.

And, they do taste delicious. I love peaches. I love them as much or more than apples.

I object to the parables where Jesus talks about chopping down olive trees and pulling up grape vines if they don't bear fruit. That's such a utilitarian way of looking at things... just because they're not doing something that's useful for *you* doesn't mean they're not doing something Just Right in a larger scheme of things. Look for me in a garden of barren olive trees and fruitless grape vines, a garden with lots of shallow-rooted weeds, among the goats that have wandered over when they were separated out from the sheep. These things are all beautiful in their own way, and I want to be with them. Yes, I know... that wasn't the point of the parable... yes, I do weed my gardens so that my other plants can grow better. I just mean, though, that even though I do weed the garden (sometimes), from some perspective the weeds that the gardener tosses away are the cornerstone of ... something. A compost pile at the very least. A gourmet meal for a catepillar... who knows?


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Aug. 28th, 2006 09:21 pm (UTC)
Actually, Jesus told a parable about a gardener who was, like, no, let me tend to the olive tree another year and fertilize it! Don't cut it down yet!

I think it's because of role of farming in Jesus's society; remember, they grew to eat, not because it looked pretty. A vine that wouldn't bear fruit would just be taking up time and space.
Aug. 28th, 2006 09:27 pm (UTC)
yeah, I know--it's all context... I feel bad for the grape vine but don't mind about the weeds I'm pulling up--but someone else would be exclaiming over the weeds. And heck, I'd probably chop down the grape vine too, eventually--no hard feelings grape vine; them's the breaks. But sometimes, you know, you just want to keep giving the grape vine extra time or whatever....
Aug. 28th, 2006 09:39 pm (UTC)
Ah, I know; sometimes I feel like people should just let their lawns grow over with weeds. Live and let live.
Aug. 28th, 2006 09:46 pm (UTC)
yes--weeds are relaxing :-) and a lawn with weeds in it has a lot more interest--so many different shapes of leaves and little flowers
Aug. 28th, 2006 09:49 pm (UTC)
If only there weren't alien weeds and other little plant monsters mixed in. :(
Aug. 28th, 2006 09:55 pm (UTC)
alien weeds :-)

Aug. 29th, 2006 02:24 am (UTC)
!!Love that link !
Aug. 28th, 2006 11:46 pm (UTC)
I love peaches too! Especially if the juice runs all down your arm while your eating it....must be ripe!

I like thinking about the metaphor of the grape vine....what thoughts, feelings or actions do I have that are rewarding me with "fruit"?....what is the fruit? more knowledge? more compassion? more patience? At what point on my "vine" do I need to cut off a dead branch so that a new one can grow. What are the pesky weeds in my garden that are causing me, despair, frustration, anger, bitterness? whatever....I need to pull those weeds out!! and burn them in a big ju-ju pile.
Aug. 29th, 2006 02:23 am (UTC)
That's a good way of looking at it--to take the parable in the spirit in which it was intended and go with the flow. I can see Jesus looking over at you in relief and friendship saying, "Yeah--see, that's what I was aiming for." And me too--when I look at the parable the way you describe, I'm able to accept it with no problems :-)
Aug. 29th, 2006 12:19 am (UTC)
mmm it looks delicious. I *am* surprised they can grow that far north; I grew up in South Carolina and I remember every year the peach farmers were worried about the weather getting too cold. Glad yours survived!
Aug. 29th, 2006 02:20 am (UTC)
Yeah, my tree is a variety called "Finger Lakes" (named after some lakes in New York State) that can survive temperatures below zero--which is a good thing, because some winters it does go below zero.
Aug. 29th, 2006 07:11 am (UTC)
that's a peach of a peach and a peach of a post!
Aug. 29th, 2006 07:47 am (UTC)
I thaught it was a fig tree.
I heard the other day that the Locust that John the baptist ate were infact a type of tree fruit.
Aug. 29th, 2006 08:31 pm (UTC)
ah yum peaches. I always feel so peaceful when I come to your posts. Thank you, peace, Nancy
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