The peaches are ripening. Thomas and I went out to pick a big tub today. They are beautiful. Thomas diligently picked up the blemished ones to give to Barbie 2. I sliced up a big 3 gallon bowlful and added succanat. They will be made into jam this evening or tomorrow. We are eating the other ones and I am deciding on whether to make frozen peaches or peach and pepper jelly, or peach pie.
Thomas cored and sliced many more pounds of our friends' June apples. I think he and I are going to can apple pie filling. The jars are in the dishwasher being sterilized. The laundry still sits in baskets waiting. Maggie is picking broccoli and cleaning goat stalls. Philip and Patrick are fixing fence for the meat chickens. Nora is playing. Rose is visiting with a friend in town. I am going to ask Maggie and Nora to skim cream and make butter. We have chevre making and yogurt making. Goat business being conducted by email.
I don't have anything against laundry, personally. I enjoy folding it and putting it away. It is a nice zen-like task. You just can't eat it.