I wish I had an orchard. Fruit trees are a wonderful thing. I remember fruit picking when I was young, in my aunt’s garden, and in some friends of my parents’ orchards: cherries, apples, pears, plums, and mirabelles. Since we planted almost every single shrub or tree in our garden by ourselves, we do not have too many big plants. We are very proud to have a peach tree since last fall, and I am eagerly watching its fruits ripen. I counted fourteen, some weeks ago, but would be very content if we could gather six good fruits in August.