Just when you thought we'd disappeared for good, we come up for a little air. Peach-scented air. That's right, it's CANNING time. Since I have serious ambitions to be that Grandmother one day who pulls out canned peaches for dessert after making fried chicken and potatoes, I figure I'd better master the technique early. Not that our peaches resemble the ripe, juicy images I had prior to picking; they are a bit on the hard side, but we're all go anyway.
Niko selected the music, Greg Brown's Canned Goods and Gillian Welch (bet you can guess which one!).
Our bounty was good....glowing orbs of fleshy sweetness. Niko tested them all out.
"Come taste a little love of summer, my grandma put 'em all in jars."
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