Sunday, August 19, 2012

Saturday Afternoon


"That's almost two quarts of green tomato pickle. Even if it's only our first garden on the sod and nothing could grow well, these pickles will be a treat with baked beans in the winter," Ma gloated. (The Long Winter, Laura Ingalls Wilder)

Well, it was salsa and it was ten pints (five quarts), but I know just what Ma Ingalls meant.


3 comments:

Jenny Woolf said...

Nothing to beat that particular feeling of satisfaction when viewing a row of jars!

see you there! said...

Doesn't if feel good to "put up" something from your own garden?

Darla

Terri said...

I always admire the lovely colors of completed canning--like jewels on the shelf. Salsa is a big undertaking with all the chopping and seeding and sterilizing. Let yourself feel satisfied.