Wild and Precious

Filter by Category : Tag : Date

  • Home
  • Books
  • Twinspins
  • Articles
  • Contact
  • About

Wild and Precious

Filter by Category : Tag : Date

  • Home
  • Books
  • Twinspins
  • Articles
  • Contact
  • About
Wild and Precious

Filter by Category : Tag : Date

  • Home
  • Books
  • Twinspins
  • Articles
  • Contact
  • About
  • Home
  • Books
  • Twinspins
  • Articles
  • Contact
  • About
  • Food

Apricots

August 1, 2016 5 Comments


It’s impossible. To pick without tasting.
That’s what we’ve done for two weeks. Pick and taste. As we hauled in bowl after bowl of apricots from our backyard tree.

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

So many orange orbs. Flushed red and gently kissed by the sun.

You can fit three into your palm when standing on the ladder. And when you find a perfectly ripe one that pulls off the stem with the tiniest bit of resistance, you can’t help yourself. You peel it apart, toss the stone, and take a bite.

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

We halved them for snacks, dried them for later, and blended them into freezer jam.

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

These were dried in my mom’s old dehydrator. Took about a week. But they’re soft, chewy, and we’ve been eating them like candy.

There is a special kind of satisfaction in using what the land offers you.

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

It has been equally satisfying to share with family and friends. We left the ladder up for anyone to come and pick.

Elizabeth came. My Dad. My sister. My aunt and uncle.

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

 Even the deer came. Daily. To eat the fallen fruit. They are surprisingly skilled at devouring the flesh and leaving the pit.
A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

We picked this bowl for Lori across the street, who made three batches of apricot jam last week. And became a grandmother. And sent her youngest off on a spanish speaking mission. All joy.

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

Summer has been flying by. We’ve been day-tripping, reunion-ing, swimming, reading Narnia chronicles in our little chairs, scooping ice cream cones, trying new recipes for dinner, watching movies, enjoying slow mornings.

This might be our best summer yet. With the kids old enough to make their own sandwiches and swim without supervision. The pace of it has been about right.

We are so happy to be in our new home, to work in the yard, stretch out, and know this is where we will stay.

I snapped the above photo one evening while picking apricots. Because I love looking in. Don’t you? Especially this time of night. Window panes glowing, kids moving in and out the back door.

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

Each bowl brims like a confirmation to me. A reminder of the abundance of life. And a gracious God, willing to share all he has.

“For all thing are yours…” he said. (1 Corinthians 3:21)

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

We will pick the last of the fruit today. And make apricot leather.

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

As for jam recipes, I can’t decide which flavor I like best.

We made plain freezer jam (recipe in the Sure-Jell packet). Always good. We made Apricot Almond freezer jam. Loved this recipe from Bountiful Kitchen. And next year we will try Aunt Leslie’s Apricot Pineapple.

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

If you make the Apricot Almond, I recommend only 1 tsp. almond extract. Two hides the apricot flavor. And don’t worry if the jam seems runny. It should be.

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

All this goodness bottled up.

A whimsical sloth in a boat with an umbrella on water.

And ready to share.

Everything is sweeter when we give it away. Love. Light. Our time.

Even apricots.

  • facebook
  • twitter
  • pinterest
  • google +
< PREVIOUS POST
A Pile of Picture Books for Summer
July 25, 2016
NEWER POST >
Got this Feeling
August 12, 2016

Cath

Five children in four years, including two sets of twins, brought new meaning to Mary Oliver's earnest question. Our little people aren't so little anymore, but life is still wild, still precious. And this is my meager attempt to hold on, make it last. I love Doug, running, hiking in the mountains, oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, the edge of an ocean, and connecting with you here. So happy to have you along.

5 Comments

  1. Ace and Waleena...Two people, actually

    August 3, 2016

    Although I live in CA and think the best produce in the world is here, I must admit that Utah has some of the best stone fruit anywhere. The Bing cherries that are ready for Independence day, the Elberta Peaches and the apricots are another reason that summer is the most wonderful time of the year in Utah. Enjoy every one of those apricots…what a bonus in your new home! Apricot pie is what summer is all about!

  2. Adri

    August 3, 2016

    Love this so much, Cath. Can we be neighbors?

  3. Jo

    August 3, 2016

    You write so eloquently and it makes me wish we were neighbors! I've always admired you Cath and love how amazing you and your family are. I also wish I would've figured out where you live and busted in on some apricots! 🙂 -Joanna

  4. Shelley

    August 7, 2016

    Your harvest is beautiful in all the ways. Drought here in CA means our apricot didn't produce much, but I am happy to be reminded the drought isn't everywhere!

Comments are closed.

RELATED POSTS

  • Our Favorite Granola and a Book List
    July 13, 2013
© 2025 Catherine Arveseth