She e-mails, texts, re-sizes pictures
Gardens, knits and can's.
This is one of their canning shelves in the basement.
Mom and Dad live on my grandparents family farm for 6 months of the year. The good months, they would say. Winter stinks there but summer gives them a beautiful bounty.
This is the email, complete with pictures, I received from Mom the other day, relishing in their harvest!
"Dad pulled two 5 gallon buckets of beets Thurs morning...
and by 9:00 pm we had:
25 pints beet pickles.....mmmmmmm!
26 pints canned beets
1 quart beet pickles brewing in the fridge
My nails are still black!!! Sorry you missed all the fun!!!! ;)"
I know she has rubber gloves to peel and dice all those beets but what's the fun in that.
It's a good thing everyone else in my house hates beets. I adore them. I thinking we could do a little barter...beets for having another grandchild? I'll have to think about that one...