Detachment, anxiety and the end of limbo 2

[Phoebe]

Wowee! A 6.5 hour peach canning marathon kind of day. The day's efforts produced 47 pint jars of peachy deliciousness and two very tired worker bees. At 11;30 pm I sent my poor mother home to bed. I'm still working on a few cleanup tasks, but it's time for me to make my little evening commute, too.

I really enjoyed working with my mom tonight. Canning is so much more fun when you do it with someone else. We laughed and goofed around, and worked well as a peach-processing team, and we each will have plenty of peaches to tide us though until next year.

I hope that everyone is already deep in peaceful sleep and that I am the only person still awake at this silly hour.