A Perfect Summer Day | Kathleen Buckstaff

August 1, 2014 7:22 PM

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A Perfect Summer Day | Kathleen Buckstaff

The other day, my husband suggested we take a Saturday day trip to a town in California's central valley to pick peaches. We live near San Francisco. Most days in July and August, fog pours through the Golden Gate Bridge and covers our town with what I consider to be arctic air. This means while the rest of the country is wearing shorts and flip-flops, I'm wearing wool socks and a down coat and trying very hard not to feel sorry for myself.

As a girl, I spent summer weekends at a ranch in Northern Arizona where we had peach trees. Family friends of my parents would drive from California with their four children in a yellow Pontiac station wagon, the kind with wood panels on the sides and rear seats that faced backwards. When our family...

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