The farm. It’s not just the big things–the big equipment, big responsibility and big space. It’s also the little things–the stuff that will pass us by if we don’t stop to take a closer look.
My “city cousin” is here to experience the farm this week. She’s from Phoenix, so the big things are pretty cool. She’s ridden in (and even driven!) our grain truck. She’ll ride on a tractor. She says all the land out here is “so green”.
Equally as important, she gets to experience all the little things too. She’s helped weed a soybean field and water the 1-acre sweet corn patch. We taught her to ride a dirt bike and can peaches.
Canning peaches. Yum. We’re also teaching her how to be a food snob. :) I don’t know what they sell in stores, but we only eat peaches out of a glass jar. It’s not just for the taste. Well, okay, a lot of it is for the taste, but there’s something…relaxing…about the whole process.
Anyway, I decided to document it. Because I love it. And because peaches are pretty photogenic. :)
If you have any questions about the canning process, please email them to me at email@example.com. I will forward them on to my mom. She’s the brains behind this operation. I’m just the peach-skin-remover. :)