Fresh Peach Cobbler

My friend, Jill, has a peach tree. A prolific peach tree. Today she posted that she was bringing peaches to her office and anyone who wanted some could come by with a paper bag and help themselves.

I called her right after five to see if she was still at the office and still had peaches. The answer to both questions was "yes" so I ran by on my way home.

This called for getting out Mama's recipe. At some point when I was a kid I typed some of her recipes. Of course, now I wish I had the original recipes, but I do have a lot of them in her handwriting.

I had a little over two cups of peaches once they were peeled and cut.

It was a little too much for the dish, but I put a cookie sheet under it and let it run over the edges. I love those crusty edges.

Thanks for sharing, Jill!










I love evenings like this. It's chilly enough to want to be indoors, but not so cold that the wind has found every spot not covered three different ways to get inside with me. It will be no time until my evening's uniform will include long underwear so my legs don't freeze. In fact, I think I'd better order a couple more pair so there's always one clean. 





1 cup butter






1 clove garlic, minced














Tonight was Creative Sisterhood. Only four of us were here, and two had to leave before eight, but it was good to connect. Teresa and I chatted for quite some time afterwards, which was lovely.
2 squash, sliced