I am under attack by the mother of all head colds. I don't usually get sinus infections, but I must be getting old-- I did celebrate my 35th birthday on Tuesday, after all. Despite being sick, we still managed to use up the last of the peaches on our peach tree and our total count is 27 1/2 pints of peach jam. They are small peaches, the size of large walnuts, and it takes many peaches to make enough peach pulp for each batch of jam.
A work in progress:: peaches cooling in ice water after a dip in boiling water; skins and seeds in the compost bowl (along with the remains of a jelly sandwich); freshly skinned and seeded peaches awaiting further instructions.
My birthday came and went like any other day. I shared a party last Saturday with my Father in Law, and there was cake and ice cream and presents. On the actual day, I made myself a carrot cake with cream cheese frosting. Hubby made ham, egg and cheese sandwiches for breakfast and then the girls and I worked on the peaches for most of the day. By evening, I could tell I was headed into sick-land. I've spent the rest of the week walking around in a fog-- stuffy nose, crusty nostrils, pounding headaches, scratchy throat, and painful swallows leaving a trail of snotty tissues every where I go.
I am feeling a bit better now, thank you, and I can breathe with my mouth closed again. The tissues are swept up and discarded and now I've got my sights set on apple picking this weekend. I have plans, people! I have plans to make apple sauce, apple pie filling, apple jelly and apple butter and whatever else you can make with apples!
Next Monday, I'll be doing a photo series:: 30 Days :: A picture a day that sums up my life.. Should be fun!