peaches [still? yes, still.]

i can't resist. peachy peaches peachily peaching. frozen peaches. canning peaches. peach watermelon beet juice. peaches with blueberries. peach cobbler. peaches in the buckle cake. peaches for breakfast. peaches dunked in sugar. peaches. peach season.

i sliced my finger at an inopportune time. what with all the slicing and dicing that needs to happen during the peach process (or processing peaches), having one less working thumb than usual has been turning peach time into a time of reflection. i honestly wasn't sure if i was going to be able to {actually} can the peaches. my hands can slice peaches, albeit slowly. and the slices won't win any awards in the peaches-sliced-to-perfection contest, but that's fine. it's always {mostly} good to test those perfection boundaries and make sure they are realistic and livable. it turned out eva wanted to help in the peach process and while i had decided to simply freeze the bulk of them this year and be done with the idea of canning, at least for the time being, eva's enthusiasm with skin removal and then joining in the slicing herself, definitely helped in my decision to go ahead and can. so i froze two gallons and canned 11 pints. it seems small by some standards but should be perfect for us, what with all the berries and my hope to can pears as well. i try to keep the canning and processing very manageable because i dislike feeling overwhelmed with processing fruit (or anything, for that matter). the minute it become too much, i know i have gone too far. from play to work, and all that.



eva taking the skins off of peaches.