9.16.2011

Harvest Time


You know what that means? Canning! I am excited to can this year. Nothing beats home canned peaches in a simple syrup. My husband loves peach pies made from a jar of home canned peaches (my secret is a pinch of cayene pepper to heighten flavor). I have had pressing events that have kept me from canning for the past three years (2 babies in 3 years) and so my cupboards are bare. 


I miss the neatly lined rows of blushing pink peachy peaches and warm brown applesauce. I find it ironic that I don't enjoy fruit, something about the texture, but I love to can.


There is something so satifying about filling the little bellies of the children I love with fresh juicy home canned fruit. I love watching them lick sticky syrup from their lips as it drips down their chins (boys are so messy). I love puting the jars up on the shelf and feeling a sense of accomplishment - I did it! I love knowing I have preserved a little of summer in a jar, to enjoy in the dreary days of winter. Sunshine!


8.30.2011

After Family Let down


I had my family over for the weekend and it was so much fun to sit and talk.  Conversation bounded off the walls and a general cheeryness descended on my home.  Now that they are all gone I am left to my five wolves and somehow my house seems empty. Strange since 18 people occupied the same space as the usual seven.  I get a weird sense of being centered when my brothers and sisters are around.  It's like I all of sudden remember my place in the world - "Oh yeah, I'm a sister and a daughter."  And my sense of being expands and I feel balanced again for a few moments.  Well, motherhood is calling and I need to get back to the caring and feeding and loving of the little children that need my attention.