When the five civilized tribes were driven out of their homelands and into Indian Country in Oklahoma from 1831-1838, they left seeds of exotic persian apples given to them by Spanish Jesuits along their trails of tears, so that something of the earth would be there to receive them when they came back. These fruits became the root of the reconstruction of the American South after the War Between the States (1861-1865), and of the settlement of the North West after the Yakima War (1855-1858), which continued the clearances of indigenous thinking from earth being reconstructed as property. The persian apples, which we know as peaches, continue their wandering, thank God. Here is a peach tree growing from a pit thrown away at the side of Highway 97, as it passes through the oaks of the Yakama Reservation, on the way south to the Columbia.
It is doing well.
If you’re passing by that way in August, do stop at the shoe tree …
… and eat a peach and carry its pit on down the road.
… and keep the dream alive. Thanks.
Categories: First Peoples, History, Light, Nature Photography, Open Agriculture, Other People, Spirit













These infant peaches look so much like almonds when in their furry outer husks. Sadly, I won’t be anywhere nearby to eat a ripe peach and bury its pit farther along.
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Peaches and almonds are sisters, indeed! One you, ahem, eat the ovary wall. One you eat the seed. This is why they blush, maybe!
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And I bet these peaches will taste delicious — fruit on its way to heaven.
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It would make a lovely pilgrimage.
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