Well school is out, finally. I had high hopes for him to read every day and do a little writing, like thank-you notes for birthday cards and gifts, but that isn't panning out very fast. Started one two weeks ago but it still lays, waiting for attention. He's spent a week back and forth between Granny's and Ruths and loved it, I did too.

Canning season has begun. I've frozen 10 jugs of tea, 10 qts. of strawberries and 10 qts. of sour pie cherries. Talk about a job. Yesterday, in the heat and humidity, I picked, and picked and picked, cherries. After about 3 gal. I had to give it up and head home, had company waiting at the door when I got there. Ended up with 6, and three to spend the night, so need I say it was a long night. Had to work up all the cherries, it was too much work to let them sit and spoil, finished about 3:00 am then crashed. Had to get up and get kids bathed and ready for church, hubby helped. He was a walking zombie himsalf, out disking till 4:00 am then up and out again, all day in a closed tractor with a broken airconditioner and 95 degrees in the cab, or more. Said he couldn't leave the door open on account of all the dust boilong in. He was beat! Finally, tonight, all is quiet and back to normal, whatever that is. I need to get up at the crack of dawn and go pick cherries in the morning, brfore it gets hot or the birds get them. Last year a late hard frost got them, the year before, a hoard of birds swooped down and devowered them all in one day. One day they were there and the next day they were gone.

Little Britches and I went down in the woods Friday to gather ditney tea. I guess it likes to be harvested because this year I found more then the 2 previous