Last night I deliriously posted in my other blog about the insanity of canning.
“Tonight I did an idiotic thing and started canning peaches. I bought a whole bushel today because I thought I might miss the season and they’d all be gone. I didn’t know it at the time, but that thought was a subliminal message piped into my little brain by the insane asylum’s testing center and I fell for it.”
Fortunately, today I believe I am ready to keep going. I’d better be because these peaches ain’t getting any younger.