Wife, writer, tinkerer, grower of food. I'm happiest outside our rambling farmhouse with a basket looped on my arm, picking dinner from the garden. That's joy right there. Please follow along; I'm so glad you're here!
I sense you may be getting tired of hearing about canning. (Truthfully, I am getting tired of thinking about canning, too.) So I am taking a break from this space this week, so I can devote my energy to yet another batch of tomato paste, and to wrestling 23-inch-long parsnips out of the ground, and to getting proficient at using the man lift. (Back to working on the house's exterior.)