Chet and I have taken up the art of jamming fresh fruit! With the abundant fruit selection at our local farmer’s market, we seem to come home every Saturday with a new fruit to make into jam. June and July are the months for mouth watering Georgia peaches. I don’t dare eat a peach unless it is a Georgia peach and it has to be mid-summer. Otherwise they just taste like mush. They might smell amazing the way peaches were made to smell, but there is zero flavor. Anyway, off my soapbox. Chet is quickly perfecting the art and this batch of peach jam held together a lot nicer than our strawberry jam. The strawberry jam was exquisite, but its consistency wasn’t perfect. I’ve been looking forward to waking up in the morning not only to go to work (love my new job btw!) but to relish in the summer flavor of our homemade peach jam delicately (well let’s be real here) piled, on a perfectly toasted slice of bread. Enjoy the images.