Today is day 17 of the Blogging from A to Z Challenge. The challenge began with A on April 1 and continues the alphabet throughout the
month, except on Sundays. My theme for the month will be this blog’s tagline: life, books, and all things bookish, so you can expect a little bit of this ‘n that. I’m still reading, though, and I’ll add reviews whenever possible. Thirty days of blogging is a huge commitment for me, but I’m looking forward to meeting and greeting new blog friends.
Today’s words: quarts
Back in the day (as the old folks say!) I canned for my family. Just a few things, but just what we wanted and needed. I canned peaches and pears, tomatoes, and pickles. I loved looking at the beautiful Ball jars lined up on my counter, just waiting to hear the pop pop pop of the lids as they sealed. Truth be told, I sometimes left the jars to sit far too long in the kitchen–just because I loved the colors, the glass, the shiny lids. Sooner or later, I’d carry them down to the basement to store til winter. And let me tell you, there’s nothing like the taste of home-canned peaches in February. By the time baby #3 came along I gave it up. I guess I’m not enough of a Pioneer Woman to put up with an August kitchen, prune-y fingers, scalding jars, and sink full of peels–as well as a puppy, part-time job, and, oh, yeah, those three kids. That first winter when I served the boys canned peaches from the store, they asked if I had any “real” peaches. Sometimes I think maybe someday again … but until then, I look longingly at the canned goods at farmer’s markets and sigh.