I love this time of year. There are fruits and veggies everywhere. My kitchen table and counters are covered in the most beautiful things. I can go to the local farm and get their special baskets of fruits for canning, or pick my own straight from the bush or tree. The smells in my kitchen are intoxicating.
I start to feel like Laura Ingalls Wilder. The imagery in her books of food and food storage is inspiring. I always wanted to play in the attic with the pumpkins and hams, and braids of onions and garlic. It sounds like heaven to me. Increasingly, my summers are about storing things for the long winter. No longer do we run off to the grocery store whenever the mood strikes for raspberries in January. Now I try to plan for those things in August.
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