Well folks, once again it's that time of year when I don my Caroline Ingles apron and curse the garden and the heat....You got it!! It's canning and preserving time.....I'm so excited, I just can't hide it......NO, I'M IN TORMENT!!!!! If I was born in the 1800's I'm pretty sure I would have been a prostitute, because if I'd had been a farmers wife I believe my husband would have gotten tired of my whining and took me out behind the barn and shot me........(Beside, my uterus would have had a cut-off valve anyway and I don't like body odor).......
Anyway, I need to keep my status as raining queen, so I pitch a fit and go on.........Trust me, it does no good, for this once red lipstick wearing, no such thing as to many sales in one day, and quality purse toting woman who use to get shinny gifts, only gets rewarded with 30lbs of South Georgia Peaches in need of preserving now......When my husband was a teenager he didn't have a poster of Rachel Welch on his wall, it was June Cleaver, I'm sure of it!!! Let's clarify something, I don't want to be June Cleaver, I'd rather be Holly Golightly (from Breakfast at Tiffany's).............
So I stay and work in the labor camp that I call home for mere pennies a day...........(Anyone feeling sorry for me yet)
And after removing 2,765 briers from different parts of my body I walked into the house with a bucket of these beauties...
Ripe and Juicy! They were growing wild on our property when we bought it and we have babied them ever since, this year they said, "Thank you for the love"... We've enjoyed cobbler from them and I can't wait to have some of these on a hot buttermilk biscuit.
During the winter my Father in law gave us some green beans for our garden that come from some ancestors during the 1800's. They came from some Cherokee Indians before the trail of tears . Each family has gotten seeds out of each crop for the next year and it's been going strong ever since.....Well, after spending three hours in 150 degree (I added in the humidity) heat picking these monster beans, and two days and nights picking and canning more.......I have decided that we need to give them back their beans......We have taken enough from them....And if they act now, they can take the garden too......
11 comments:
It looks like a yummy harvest. Perhaps some of that jam on toast in January will make it all worth while? ;)
I am impressed with the green bean story. Those date way back. We'll take some down here! LOL!
And berries are a lot of work but man are they worth it.
Your story cracked me up. I'm sure you're a wonderful "farmer's" wife. LOL!
You are the Queen of the Farm!
HUGS
Kim
It looks like of work. i'm not into doing this, but love the end results. love cobbler. loved to read your farmer's wife story. take time and put your feet up and drink some sweet tea. have a good Sunday.
You wouldn't have a love-hate
relationship with the garden would you.
Your stories are way too funny!
Melinda
I'm with you on the sales and city life, but the thought of cobbler and jam might make the whole process a little easier. Thanks so much for your birthday wishes!
Yes, I do have you figured out and I would be the same way.
Anyway--there is an addition to the recipe I just found out about.
You'll need to add one can of black-eyed peas--drained to it.
Check the recipe.
See ya!
Oh my goodness - I agree with you on the city - but your food looks so yummy - sandie
I am green with envy...but that's not really nice of me is it..
My husband is in the Nursery business growing all kinds of Pecan and fruit trees. Plenty of room for all kinds of veggie growing. I simply do not know how to can or put food up..Kuddos to you for being the Queen of canning!
Love your blog
Shug....confessions of a razzle-dazzle housewife
You're too funny, but I bet all this work pays off sweetly!
We had a great time, but the best was with my sister who I had not seen since 1997! I did see her this January for a short visit. So I was thrilled. We had a good time – we went to all the tourist areas. If you haven’t even been there – go to the library and get a book on LA and plan ahead.
Bring cool clothes and a sweater for night, plenty of money –lol, and patience for driving anywhere.
I don’t think school starts until after Labor Day.
I sure hope you have a lot of fun!
sandie
I suppose we complain when the garden does well, and complain when it does NOT do well! Wish I had some of the berries YOU have gotten! But alas, the attack of the weed wacker ruined my plans - no smoothies for ME!
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