This sorry peach is the one lone peach that formed on my peach tree this year. I wasn't surprised or disappointed by the single fruit because I just planted it last spring. I had been watching it and checking for ripeness. Evidently some critter had been, too, since those teeth marks are not mine!
I would be much more devastated about his sorry, half-eaten, sad-looking peach if I couldn't go to the Teller Arms farmers market on Saturday and buy a flat of peaches every Saturday morning. But since I'm well on my way toward my goal of eating my weight in peaches this summer, I can just say "bummer," and chalk it up to learning.
Perhaps next year I'll have to buy a spy-cam to see what's stalking my peach tree.