We just consumed the last of our frozen summer fruit. For years, even before we had the kids, we would go to a nearby farm or orchard and pick all we could and then spend all day prepping, cutting, peeling, freezing, blending, canning our bounty. And in the middle of winter (if you want to call January in AZ winter) we open a container of summer peaches and it is magical. I’m drooling just thinking about it. There is something satisfying about picking my own food fresh from the tree or vine or bush, seeing where and how it grows and then consuming it. I chose which were ripe, plucked them and brought th….