Or maybe save all the food today. It's harvest season, which means that we are in the kitchen most of the time. This year I'm actually canning, whereas last year I only did a little because I had been so sick. And the year before I did nearly none, since we were moving in. That's an interesting transition, and it tells me that this year is better than the past two have been. Sometimes it's hard to see gradual improvement.
I did a few dozen quarts of applesauce, and wrecked my right pointer finger doing all the cutting. The apples were on the green side, so they were a bit tougher to cut through. The applesauce is still good though, even if it is more tart.
I can't tell you how excited I was when I sent the twins outside with their big white bowls to get more apples - and they came back empty. No more apples! These boxes were full to overflowing - and we haven't even started on the apples from our own trees! They won't be ripe for a few more weeks.
I'm always amazed at the wonders of our beautiful world when I'm canning. Aren't these peaches gorgeous? The colors are vibrant and living, sustaining and improving our lives. Thanks, Lord, for this amazing planet! I love, love, love bottled peaches. And I hate peeling peaches. Fortunately for me, my sweet husband doesn't mind, so he peeled and I made jam - rows and rows of bottles full of it.
I was poking about in the storage room for a good shelf to load all the bottles onto. We haven't really cleaned out the storage room since we moved in, and it isn't really set up efficiently. I moved a couple of cans, and the whole shelf fell out! I'm glad I didn't have it full of glass jars. So we need to fix and shore up the shelves in the storage room, but the produce won't quit coming! I moved things around as best I could, and made room for the peach jam with the apricot jam we did earlier this summer.
Before Trent could start shelf-fixing, the grapes ripened, and we've spent the past week doing what must be a million batches of grape juice. I'm generous to myself here, because Trent has done all the work on this one. The kids love the juice, and I try to not imagine it spilled on... on anything.
Our excitement of next week: tomatoes! The pears are on right now as well, and then our apples will be last. At least, I think they will be last.
I opened a new bottle full of apple butter from a couple of years ago, and spread some of its dark sweetness onto a hot piece of whole wheat toast. Yum. Having food in my pantries makes all the hard work worth it. And now I want another slice of toast!
