|In between picking, they found corn to eat fresh from the stalk.|
I tend to get into things over my head but I am willing to try. I admit I was nervous about pressure canning the beans by myself. Sean and the boys were going to a Scout camp overnight. I could think of a lot of things that could go wrong. I knew that it need to be done.
|Me, Ruby, Granddad, Taylor (taken by Ian(8))|
|Mama's helper Miss Ruby|
I talked his ear off and cherished the time we had together.
Taylor worked on making 4 Manicotti dinners, 1 for Saturday night, and 3 for the freezer. She also made us an apple crisp for dessert.
|32 Quarts of Green Beans! Aren't they beautiful?|
|Ruby, Granddad, and Liberty (in her 27th complete outfit change of the day)|
There is some amazing satisfaction going to bed completely exhausted from a long day of productive work. I felt quite content in my farm kitchen, skirt, denim apron, cows mooing in the background, kids riding on the tractor, eating apples straight from the tree, chickens clucking, the gift of time and service from my father in law. Sometimes dreams do come true.