Monday, August 15, 2016

“The first supermarket supposedly appeared on the American landscape in 1946. That is not very long ago. Until then, where was all the food? Dear folks, the food was in homes, gardens, local fields, and forests. It was near kitchens, near tables, near bedsides. It was in the pantry, the cellar, the backyard.”

~ Joel Salatin, Folks, This Ain’t Normal: A Farmer’s Advice for Happier Hens, Healthier People, and a Better World


Heading back into the canning kitchen today to make salsa with some of those beautiful Black Krim tomatoes and other veggies from my garden. Hoping to (must!) carve out some time to catch up on some writing related projects at some point and I’m desperately missing some camera time so hoping there’ll be time for that too. Busy? Oh my yes. But good busy.

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I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. I lamented the drought when the price for growing tomatoes was reflected on the utility bill. I was always happy to have those jars of sauce in the winter!

    1. I hear you, Nancilynn! I’m beginning to tire but I know it will all be worthwhile when the snow is flying and we’re well-stocked and cozy at home.

  2. Even after the advent of supermarkets, the Longenecker family planted and nurtured their food in gardens, fields, backyards, pantries, and cellars. Always fresh and no additives except maybe salt, pepper – and lots of sugar with canned fruit.

    1. It’s sad, in a way, that we’ve dome so far from those times of knowing how to feed ourselves. I get that progress has to happen but I’m happy to see a gradual turning back to the simpler ways of growing and preserving our own food.

  3. I’ve done just a little bit of canning, in my nice big kitchen with lots of conveniences. I think about my grandmother and the tiny kitchen she had, putting up a supply of food for her family of nine. And no air conditioning!

    1. I often think of my mom and grandma and what it must have been like for them. My grandma, especially, canned out of necessity in order to feed her family. They must have been strong and determined women–I like to think I can learn something from them.

  4. There is NOTHING in the world like fresh-grown vegetables from one’s own garden.

  5. I remember as a kid having to help with two gardens. Being the youngest of a large family and in a rural community, the supermarket was never an option. We all pitched in. It was just what we did as a family but I’m sure out of necessity too. Some very long days fo my Mom and my older sisters I’m sure. While I don’t have the space for my own garden, I look forward to the farmers markets and utilize planters to try keep some fresh produce at our fingertips. I’m glad there are creative ways to do that in small spaces.
    Enjoyed popping into Terri’s blog. Thanks for pointing me over there Linda.

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