I have been processing peaches
We have one functioning peach tree at our house, and that thing had so many peaches on it that the branches started to fall off. Hundreds of ’em. Several hundreds. Even after making four bajillion jars of canned peaches and giving tons away (secretly, which was fun) our counter is still piled high and we have a couple laundry baskets full of
Peeling them and cutting them is fun, for about the first two hours. Then the slime gets everywhere, and your hands get wrinkly, and all you can smell is peaches and all you can feel is peaches and the knife slips from your hands and since you are an absolute spoon, you nearly lop your own fingers off and get banned from using the knives but you can never get rid of the peach smell.
Even the chickens and geese are sick of peach scraps.
It’s awesome that we have them all, because free fruit all winter, and we can make preserves and juice and pie and all manner of things.
I’m very grateful.
It’s just an absolute PAIN to do.
So that’s mostly what I’ve been doing all week, plus some schoolwork and babysitting. Which is why this blog post is . . . random.
Yeah it’s one of those weeks.
But you guys like those, right?
(She says with absolutely no evidence to back that up)
Uhhhhh what else can I talk about . . .
I read Adorning Darkness by Andrew Peterson. I loved it, like a lot. Even after the man brutally ripped out my heart and stomped on it in The Wingfeather Saga.
(Yes I’m still recovering from that)
It’s a fantastic book that’s half autobiography, half how-to-create guidebook, and half “don’t worry, you’re not the only one who feels like this. Here’s how to use that and fix it.”
I highly suggest anybody who writes to read it.
OH ALSO, tomatoes.
Processing tomatoes. They are slimy, they are squishy, hard to cut. Very delicious, but again, an absolute PAIN!
(As I type this my fingers are wrinkled from tomato juice)
Not much else actually happened this week. I really need to get my life together. So.
I will entertain you guys next week, promise.