Caught in the Kitchen

Fruity, that is a good word to describe me. Today I made three batches of jam, blueberry zucchini bread, and gluten-free blueberry muffins (they're for me). I bought a couple baskets of peaches a few days ago, (you know, when the fruit flies moved in?) and last night, after a bit of berry picking (Black and blue), Beth and I discovered that one of my peaches looked very much like a hairy old man. We decided something must be done to remedy this problem and set to work sorting rotten peaches from good ones, peeling, slicing, and bagging the good ones for today's adventure.

My first batch of jam was just plain peach. When I discovered a bag of blackberries in my freezer I thought I would make the next one blackberry/peach jam. Too late I discovered the "blackberries" were really elderberries. Happy for me I was feeling adventurous. I made elderberry/peach jam instead followed by a batch of blueberry peach. I am not yet out of fruit. Peaches and blueberries still remain.

Fruity

I slept way too late this morning. I hate when I am wakened too early and then sleep too long. It always feels like half the day has been wasted, even if its really only a couple of hours. The apple sprayers were going early this morning and woke us up at 5 o'clock. We scrambled to close our window and then I tossed and turned for a while before falling back asleep. When I next looked at the clock, it was well after nine.

I am into jammin' these days. Last night I made a wonderful batch of blackberry/peach jam and today I made two batches of plain blackberry. I am working on filling up that jam cabinet and its looking good. We also had a nice big, bag of elderberries from my very kind neighbor, Bob. Ben and Hannah helped me pull them off the stems and I made two pies. One is in the oven and the other will be wrapped and frozen until Jim comes home from Minnesota in a week and a half. I have noticed that there are some elderberry trees out by the rock wall, but the birds have eaten all but a few of the berries. Maybe someday I will beat them to it. For now we are more than happy to cook up the berries Bob brings over each summer.