I canned more pears today. As with
those done before they do not look beautiful, but the taste is wonderful. Because
there are not so many ripe at a time I have only done 5 or 4 quarts at a time. Now
we have a total of 14. I suspect there will be two more batches with four or
five quarts in each. I will do one tomorrow and one Monday if they appear to need
more time to ripen. It was so nice to cut those today as they were much riper
than the precious loads. I miss Leroy’s help, but I can manage by myself. I just
get tired and have to keep convincing myself to carry on. We will appreciate
these offerings this winter. Does that mean that summers work makes a lazy
winter? I do not can nearly as much as my mother did. I remember much labor
almost every day once the garden was ready for harvesting. Carolyn and I would help
mom and Robert helped daddy. Seems to me we just knew that is what we had to do
and there was not much arguing or complaining about it. Perhaps it was helpful
that we were, in a sense, isolated on the farm without other children who
wanted to play.
I am disgusted with myself because I did
not watch one pan of pears close enough and it scorched. Also I guess it could
be said that I did not put in enough water and it boiled dry. It just created
more work to clean it up. The internet site had some excellent advice which I followed
so the pan looks good once again.
Paula
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