When Aunty Nancy left a comment today, I thought it was on an old post.
And it was.
August the 5Th.
But that was also my most recent post!
I mean, I knew that I had been busy, but some how, in my mind, I had actually posted about what I’d been up to once in a while.
I was sure I had posted about the huge amounts of strawberries Ev and I picked (with a little help) at a local organic U-pick farm, but as I look back through my posts I see that story was not there.
I also couldn’t find the post about the awesome party we had to both celebrate Henry’s 50Th birthday and to say good bye to our dear friends Bart and Jurrina who moved back to Holland with their kids this summer.
I mean it took weeks to get ready for this party and not one bit of it is documented on this blog!
Ev and I made 40 matching cloth napkins, I bought 40 white dinner plates from the Dollar store ($ 1.50 each), we set the greenhouse up with all the buffet food, set tables all through the garden, had people fishing in the park across the street for prizes and I even made party favours!
But when I look back there is nothing there.
I couldn’t find a post about the 20 pints of green beans that mom pressure canned from the beans out of the garden, or pictures of the enormous beets that became 27 pints of pickled beets, never mind the look on mom’s face as she peeled and sliced the gold and striped beets which, after cooking, looked like peaches and turnips. She kept saying ,”I don’t know Rose, I don’t know. Maybe if I close my eyes the first time I eat them they might taste like beets. . .”
Then there was the day we harvested over a 100 huge leeks along with a modest amount of carrots. . .
We had bought lots of celery and chopped everything up to make soup veggie packets.
She went back outside later that day to discover a hidden carrot patch which she decided to can. In a water bath canner. I thought she had done it before. I decided not to get into another discussion about up to date canning methods. (She thinks I’m crazy.)
Only God’s Providential care saved her. Some of the jars went a bit cloudy. She decided to try one of the other jars. It had a strange grayish snot like growth in it.
She threw it out. Before she ate it
I asked her if she had ever had that happen before.
She told me she hadn’t ever done carrots before!
We looked up the correct way.
ONLY pressure can carrots!!
For crying out loud!
Did anyone see the post about all the painting I did? The hallway? New shelves Henry built for my china and glassware? Kitchen cupboards inside and out? Ceiling? Walls???
Sigh. . .
And we haven’t even talked about all the gardening!
I’m not surprised there’s no post about melt down I had over the many cases of peaches when they started to mold.
I would have thought I would have said something about the lovely visit I had with Lisa and her family and how much my house guests loved poor little Katie whom we were dog sitting at the time. . . (cough, cough)
Well, there’s no doubt about it! I’ve really dropped the ball.
Let’s see if I can pick it up again.
Stay tuned for the Zucchini Saga. . .