23 August 2010

I spent the morning picking cucumbers, watering the corn and the onions, weeding the strawberries (which happen to look a lot like weeds themselves, and I think I inadvertently uprooted some of them), collecting the crutches that prop up limbs from the peach orchard and putting then aside for next season, and—of course—packing peaches.

I got the afternoon off, and I spent it baking. I was rather overzealous and ended up with four small loaves of banana bread and one large loaf and five small loaves of apple zucchini bread. Good thing I have a freezer. I thought I would call Margaret and Sally and see if they’d like a loaf, but I was never able to get in touch with them. So once my bread had cooled and I'd put it away, I took my laptop and drove the twelve miles into Blue Hill to sit in the library and use the Internet.

Supposedly, I have hot water now, but I’ve been afraid to try it for fear of having my hopes of a gushing stream of steamy water dashed.