fall weekends

spent a weekend canning.
the entire endeavor becomes meditative when you have an entire day to dedicate it (or two.) it becomes cycles of chopping, simmering, boiling, pouring and timing. much of it could be done from the comfort of my couch, lazy dramas playing out on the television and fall scenes playing out the front door.

the applesauce came out pink, which tickles me likewise. the plums smelled heavenly as they simmered, and i think i can rest easy that i have put my green tomatoes to good use. my cabinet is filled with beautiful jars.

it was a weekend well spent.

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