Homage to the Fruit Day

Sit back, relax, gather some tissue and sun yourself in some nice memories, memories we are still creating here at home. Fruit day was yesterday. This does not mean much to most people, but to us it is everything. I am looking at the kitchen. The freezers are full of beautiful nectarines ready for smoothies (a recent discovery of mine just this year), the dehydrator is blowing full tilt so that we must speak up to be heard during scripture study, the money box is still waiting for the last boxes to be paid for and picked up, our faces are all sunburned, fruit flies are appearing again, every counter and cupboard is sticky, canning of the tomatoes begins tomorrow night, the Victorio (our applesauce "machine") awaits the call, the mop bucket is always full and in use, the gas...well we all know this consequence of the yearly assault on the digestive system, everyone who comes to visit says the same thing "oh yummy, it smells like fresh fruit", every knife in the house has nectarine on them, there are little gatherings of spoiling fruit on the counter waiting for Mom and Dad to cut around the offending spots and relish the ripe goodness, breakfast there is fruit, for lunch there is fruit, and because there is no room to cook dinner--we eat more fruit. There are new faces but the lovely smells, sounds and messes abound to carry my heart into tender thoughts of our fruit days of past years. The small hands learning the skills, voices of singing, joking, laughing, exhaustion against Mom's announcement of "we've got to finish these boxes tonight", sounds of dishes being washed and canners clanking around. May I never outgrow fruit day. Gotta go and eat my midnight snack, another nectarine!

Can someone lose weight eating 15 nectarines a day?