Today, I opened our last jar of Apricot Peach Jam. Kelly’s handwriting marked the label “07/10,” so I know I have six months to wait before the apricots ripen again. As we sit under a blanket of new snow, I can remember harvesting the fruit, bringing the buckets into the house and watching Kelly canning at the stove.
We still have jars of apple butter and raspberry/mulberry jam, along with a few jars of salsa I packed in September. But the velvety texture and the intoxicating aroma of peaches and apricots… ahhh. It makes me look forward to a few slices of toast at breakfast tomorrow.