Harvesting is in full swing around here. I brought the pumpkins in yesterday and we have been cooking down tomatoes into sauce and whatever else we can. I wandered up to the top garden with Grampa and Sawyer this afternoon and they managed to find a handful of raspberries to snack on. The weather has been so weird this year and because the berries were late, they seem to be lasting just a little longer.
I enjoyed watching the two of them search the patch together. Of course that loving grampa let Sawyer eat pretty much every berry they found. Sawyer gobbled them up as quick as they could pick them. Soon his cheeks started to stick out and he looked like a chipmunk. That boy sure loves his berries!
I've been cherishing my late night canning sessions with my mamma. After the tomato sauce has simmered all day on the stove, it is usually ready to jar just after the littles are tucked in for the night. I am almost brave enough to use the pressure canner myself. We've made around 24 quarts of tomato sauce already and the shelves downstairs are almost full. While we wait for the canner to do it's thing, we sit around the kitchen table in the quiet of the night. We talk in hushed voices while keeping an eye on the pressure gauges and set timers and such. Tonight while I finished the last piece of apple pie (ate it right out of the pie plate) my mom swept my floor and tidied the kitchen. "There. Now you're ready for tomorrow." I feel blessed to able to spend this time with her and to learn from her.
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