Just to the east on Interstate 70 nestled along the Colorado River is the little town of Palisade. It is the fruit basket of western Colorado and soon to be the wine barrel for the entire southwest. One of the locals we have talked to (although downtown we have only met 'out-of-towners'), told us the peaches are "coming in."
Our mouths were watering before we jumped out of the car in front of a fruit stand filled with bushels of just picked peaches. I tasted the samples to make sure they were as good and juicy as the ones I picked with Grandma a long time ago - funny how you never forget what really tastes good. Bingo - the memories came alive.
The juice ran off our chins and no pie or cobbler could top the natural sweetness we tasted this afternoon. We've saved two plumb ripe peaches - they don't make these in Wyoming -for tomorrow - but we may have to make another stop before the train leaves town on Wednesday.
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