We’ve had such a lovely autumn I long for the days to slow down so I can thoroughly drink in the colors, the smells and the sun before the long grey days of winter settle over us.
We’ve been putting up food for winter. I’m running out of space and still have beets that I should can tomorrow. (I’d rather weave!) And the lady at the farmer’s market told us that she’d be bringing in her next harvest of pole beans next Saturday so there’s still more to come. Umm, we love home canned green beans!
While we’ve put up some food from our garden this year most of it has come from other local sources like the two corner produce stands. Ed drove by last week and saw heaping piles of broccoli. Huge bright green heads of broccoli for $1.50 each. The heads each averaged 3 pounds. We froze about 2 dozen bag fulls. MC came over one day and helped with a marathon canning of green beans. We spent another hour dreamily wandering around picking up nuts and crabapples at her place.
And there’s the corn. For years we were spoiled with an abundance of corn selling at 12 ears for a dollar. I can’t grow it that cheap! But about three years ago it was 8 for a dollar. This year we were dismayed when we realized no one was going to offer it for more than 4 ears a dollar. Yet we understand the farmers have had to fork out huge amounts for fuel and labor this year. And we love having local farm families providing our produce so we gladly support them.
Last Saturday Ed, Aurora and I headed to the Salem Farmer’s Market. Aurora had been singing its praises for several weeks and we were in search of good carrots to can.
First we strolled around to check out prices and offerings.
Can you believe the size of this green pepper? Perfect for stuffing. (That’s my left hand which though small has a good span from years of violin playing – it seriously has a wider span than my right hand.)
Aurora can’t resist the leeks.
We found carrots and spent the afternoon canning them. Ed peeled all 20 pounds. 🙂 The back porch is set up for canning with the two pressure canners a perfect fit on the large propane camp stove in the background. (No we don’t fire up the woodstove on the porch.)
Mandy’s sister got married last Saturday evening. We cleaned up and headed up the hill to the Meeting House where Justin met us with Wesley. Faith and Mandy were in the wedding but this time I wasn’t asked to help with Faith so we sat at the back where I could make a quick escape with Wesley if needed. Justin thrust Wesley at me saying that due to afternoon commotions preparations for the wedding, he didn’t get his nap. Four months old need their naps, desperately. So did a 23 month old big sister. When the processional music started so did Wesley’s cries. I tried to muffle them with a bottle but as everyone stood for the bride he cranked it up another notch. I was grateful for the short length of the Meetinghouse. Quickly gathering up car seat, diaper bag and grandchild I scurried out as soon as the bride reached the prayer rail.
A short time later Justin brought Faith down to our house asking if I could keep both kids for the night! Poor Faith was so exhausted she was too tired (and crabby) to eat. Her crying woke up Wesley and his wails joined hers. One advantage of being a grandma, we know these little crisis will soon pass. I found it rather amusing since the week before I’d offered to keep the children but was turned down. Once they realized food was warm and good, and they settled down, we had a sweet cozy evening. We made Faith a nest on the living room floor and tucked Wesley into a portable crib affair for the night. With the exception of two night feedings, we all slept hard after such a busy day.