The house is filled with the smell of peaches. When I lean over the stove to look into the pot, I get the added bonus of a peach-infused facial.
According to the National Hurricane Center, there is a “disturbance” in The Gulf just to the west of us. According to the snoozing dogs, there is a low weather system nearby. According to the chickens who shake their feathers when they go back under the shelter of their coops, it is raining. According to me, a gray rainy day is the best day of all to make jam and enjoy the Farm Aromatherapy.