Monday, September 12, 2011

wet peaches and pie

there were blue jays alarming and peaches in the sun. it was the time after death when life offers itself to be lived anew. i am not famous in the kitchen. there are meals i've never made. but in honor of life and the great  need to soar, i peeled the peaches and baked a pie. my first.

it was a meditation of sorts, the peeling and the stickiness and the reading 3 recipes to conjure a filling i thought to be right. it was the 4th recipe, read after the pie was in the oven, that warned of not letting the peaches sit before pouring into the shell. i had let them sit.

the dough, store bought, was too small for the dish, guaranteeing an unflattering crimp.  it took longer to bake than seemed reasonable. when it had cooled by the window and the knife slit its skin, the smell was a cinnamoned perfume of late summer. and it was a swamp.

i had 2 hearty slices of wet peaches and pie. it was astoundingly delicious, but fit for no one but me. the remaining three quarters i threw away, craving and curiosity satisfied.

it was the time after death; the time for newness and wet peaches and soaring back into life.


  1. indeed a time for newness!
    and peach pie is difficult to fact isn't baking difficult period?
    i think so!
    i buy my pies, call me a wimp :)
    yours though, looked just fine and dandy!

  2. this made me cry. your braveness, your knowing. your gorgeous words.


  3. You were brave to try this. Each of us celebrates and commemorates in our own way.

  4. Sounds delicious! The juice is the best part you know. :)

    word verification for this post is "spent"

  5. good for you. i love peach pie, swampy or not, although i have never made one either..
    you are so wise in your newness and your moving forward and your doing something just for you

  6. what lovely photos!
    Have you taken all of this yourself?
    I am a keen photographer too, check out my blog


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