Berlin – A summer has different phases: After fresh green, lots of flowers and strawberries, after heat in a deck chair and finally a little gray with wet lettuce and cold feet, we have now entered the time of inclined light, foggy mornings and rapidly spoiling harvests : After the thick green-yellow Renekloden the small dark red plums are next, the medium-sized plums of the neighbors are already ripe. We got the first bucket passed over the fence. At the same time, all the fruits on the peach tree reddened at once; instead of letting us harvest today in peace, he threw off the first dozen yesterday. These fruits, small, firm, with burgundy red cheeks, are the most delicious of their kind and are always eaten raw in the shortest possible time. Peaches fresh from the tree are not particularly durable and clearly too good for compote.
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