I just realized something, as daylight slowly brightens up the sky: I still get excited for a new day when I realize the sun is about to come up. Seriously, my heart leaps with the realization I have another day ahead of me.
I've been peeling, cutting up, and dissecting peaches for a week. The dissecting part of the work is because the peaches are wormy, and I don't want to eat any worms... or any of their tunnels inside the fruit, either. Sometimes I throw away a larger part of the peach than I keep. I have a lot of them picked, waiting for them to ripen. They are on the front porch and pack porch, and a few are waiting in the kitchen. I will freeze some in quart bags today.
Our tomatoes are about to go away with blight, but I am so very thankful we've had all we wanted and more. There are still some smaller ones ripening, so maybe we'll have B.L.T.'s one more time before they're completely gone.
I made a peach cobbler yesterday; we had some, still slightly warm, with ice cream for our dinner dessert. Very good, if I say so myself.
I often spend time dissecting apples and peaches too. I suppose I could spray them but I prefer not having to worry about timing or what I might ingest later and we rarely say after dissecting and preserving that if only we had a few more to do.
ReplyDeleteI love peaches although it's hard to get good ones from the grocery store! I look forward to my morning cup of coffee; it often gets me up when I would rather stay in bed.
ReplyDeleteMy chickens would have cleaned your rotten peach mess right up.
ReplyDeleteYes they would have, and my rotten tomatoes, too. So would a hog.
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