We have always had fruit trees in our yard on B Street. A few years ago, my husband planted a peach tree on the boulevard, thinking the fruit on it would satisfy the joggers and walkers on the street. That has worked well until this year, when a man would come on a bicycle with an ice cream bucket that he would fill with peaches. Then there was the young woman who came often with a plastic grocery bag and partook generously from the tree.
Beside our house is a large tree that was heavily laden with tennis ball-size beautiful peaches. Farther down the driveway is another tree, smaller and with fewer but larger peaches on it. Our daughter came from Idaho hoping to get two or three boxes of fruit to bottle for her family. When she went out this morning, the peach trees and a red delicious apple tree had all been stripped overnight. The only fruit left was so high it couldn't be reached except with a ladder.She was able to salvage half a plastic bag of fruit to take home to her family.
I hope that whoever took the fruit remembers with every bite of it that it is stolen fruit.
Beth Walker
Salt Lake City