time to pick

We’d been yelling at the kids to stop knocking the apricots out of the trees for what seemed like months. Finally, it became apparent that the kids weren’t knocking the apricots out of the trees anymore. The birds were and the apricots were soft and ripe when they landed on the ground which means it’s picking time! (Yes, that chair is totally busted.)

so many rotten apricots

Hooray! I didn’t spend all spring paying that water bill for nothing. It was time for me to cash in on some yummy orange fruit!

apricot fairy mmmmmm

While I went to the store for canning supplies, the kids picked whatever they could reach and Rapunzel, my oldest niece, got a ladder out of the shed and picked the higher-up ones. They left some yellowy-green ones for later.


still left to do

You can’t just let these babies sit around and draw fruit flies. Nope. They have to be canned, into apricot jam specifically.

yep, it's canning day

This is the face you make when you know you’ve got a big ugly mess ahead of you. It’s canning day.

wide-mouthed jars

My mom did most the cooking. I just cut up the apricots. Boy, did they smell good.

filling 'em up

I love the smell of fresh hot jam.

29 jars!

We made 29 jars of jam which is a lot. Four batches. There are more apricots left too but I think I’m done with jam. My mom’s talking about dehydrating the rest but I’m going to let her do that at her house.


I’m done with messiness for a while. Phew!

pretty pretty

It was worth it though. TWENTY-NINE JARS! Christmas presents, DONE. Now I just need to design some kind of cool label for them and maybe invest in some kind of big round paper-punch. There’s no way I’m cutting out 29 circle stickers like I did for the Marmalade. No way.


I did make some scones with some of the leftover cut-up apricots though. I just used my lemon scone recipe and added apricots instead of zest except I added a lot more than 2 tablespoons. They turned out super dense. Kind of like an apple fritter without the glaze. Pretty tasty really. You might want to stop by if you’re in the neighborhood.

I’m really digging this rural living. What’s next? Tomatoes, I think. Salsa anyone?


spotty fruit

I think it’s safe to say that summer is here but then who knows, it is still June. The mornings are still chilly. But the fruit is here!

giant happy squash plant

And my garden is exploding!

tomatoes! flat peas!

I’m such a happy farmer. I’m sure my neighbor thinks I’m a genuine nut with all the watering I do and the walking around crouching down taking pictures of things. It’s like they are my babies.


The kids are doing great. They are properly bored as they should be so their imaginations can grow, grow, GROW!! We have no television (it’s a godsend, believe me) and they spend almost 100% of their time outdoors making up complicated games and cluttering up my yard. But I don’t mind. I’m just happy that Bug has playmates. We’ve come a long way from being bored in the beach-house living room and watching Nickelodeon all day.

my assistant who doesn't assist much

Of course I still have the internet so we struggle with that. I’m probably going to have to start clocking how much time the teenager puts in on Facebook.

There are swimsuits hung on the line…


…movies to be watched in the living room where the daylight seems to last forever.

my hair is long enough to put up!

And I’m wearing my hair up! A sure sign of summer.