This fall we bought three boxes of peaches. They were so yummy that we ate most of them fresh. Then we decided to preserve some of those precious peaches for future.
I love to can peaches. For me canning is more of an art than a chore. You place those peaches in just so so and they look beautiful. I have happy memories of learning to can all sorts of fruit with my mother when I was growing up in Montana. Then when I had my own family, my mom often made the trip to Arizona to help me can in September. (Well, and help celebrate birthdays too.) Canning with mom was an enjoyable experience. It was just fun to work together and visit while we worked. Mom had a little secret that made her peaches special. You leave the pit on one peach half. One pit in every jar. It added to the flavor or something. Well, I miss those days of canning with my mom. My peaches just don't quite turn out as nice. 
THANKS MOM, for teaching me the fine art of canning, and instilling in me the love of preserving food.
Well, I have continued on the tradition and try to can something every year whether peaches, tomatoes or applesauce. Most of the time I have done it solo, or with a friend. This year, I got this bright idea. DAUGHTERS! It is time for them to learn. So I picked a Saturday to do some canning and freezing of peaches.
LeeAnn loves it, she's laughing
One slice for me, one slice for you.
Bethany and LeeAnn made quite the duo of peeling and slicing
Peeling and slicing, we've got this routine down.
There was enough left over to make a pan of peach crisp
The finished product! Now don't those jars of peaches look good enough to enter in the county fair? You know right next to Aunt Bee's pickles! What a wonderful feeling to see the finished product and know you have fruit to put away in food storage.
