Apricot Jam. Of the homemade variety.
It used to be orchard land as far as the eye could see around these parts.
Now many beg for people to come and take the fruit off their trees.
And I was more than happy to comply.
A little tip: Add two teaspoons of butter to your pot of jam along with the fruit, sugar, etc. This will prevent that annoying foam when it boils.
Other scenes from our weekend would include a sick kid.
Taking a midday nap with Reed.
The bond between these two are nothing less than eternal. And heartwarming beyond words.
I’m in the mood to hear YOUR stories of father and son (or daughter!) bonds. Share them in the comment section? I’d love to read them!