picking peaches was followed by two parties, a husband out to russia, three amazing, albeit energetic kids, an out of town guest, a yard sale, and the regular shenanigans. i made no jam, though i very nearly had an anxiety attack. last night i stayed up late cutting peaches and preparing them for the freezer. i saw the creepiest thing: a spider crawled out of this tiny hole in a peach. it was an eerie visual; one that illustrates how evil is always there, hiding in the midst of our fruit. may we have eyes to see and wisdom to navigate through things that devour.