It's hot and humid and yet I'm cooking. Or rather spend most of the night making jam and jelly. Not because my fruit was going bad or that I really wanted jelly - I just had to cook. Because my work sometimes gets insane and the worse I'm stressed the more I need to find release of that stress. Since it was impossible to do anything in the garden I was forced to do something inside. And there went my fruit for snacking for the rest of the week - my peaches, nectarines and plums.