Whew! I brought 3 bushels of peaches home on Thursday. Friday we canned the bruised ones but the rest were too green. Saturday they were looking pretty good but we had a family gig most of the day followed by church in the evening. That takes us to Sunday morning. Early Sunday morning followed Sunday afternoon followed by a nap.
32 quarts of peaches, 17 quarts of pie filling, 6 pints of peach salsa, 4 pints of peach and dewberry jam, 7 gallons of frozen peaches, we gave away peaches to family and ate so many we all foundered. There may have also been a peach daiquiri in there too…
What’s the fun of working if there is no reward for hard work? What sounds good to you? I say we have peach sundaes on homemade goat milk ice cream piled on top of waffles!
…or if you’re 7 you can scoop it up into a waffle cone. The kids were pretty well peached out at this point and opted for chocolate syrup and carmel on their ice cream.
I have done harder work. I have worked longer hours. But standing in a hot kitchen on a hot day holding hot, sticky peaches wears on the body. Mom reminded me that the old timers would put up 100 quarts of everything. Here’s to the old timers. Thanks to mom and Aunt Marion for helping out this weekend.