I have a Love/Hate relationship with my garden. There are times when I’m out working in it that I don’t want to quit. I love the feel of a hoe in my hands. I love the straight weedless rows. But what I don’t care for is when you go away for a couple of days and come back and it has turned into a jungle. Now I shouldn’t be complaining because I know I am blessed that our weather has allowed us to have a hearty garden while others have suffered from droughts or floods. But last week I walked out to the garden and felt a tad bit overwhelmed. The green bean plants needed picking and my tomato plants needed staking because they can’t decide if they are plants or trees….they are Huge. My lettuce must have gotten jealous and tried to see if it could grow taller than the tomatoes.
So now begins the canning season. When I pour over canning recipes and dream of filled shelves and of writing the dates on the top of jars with a sharpee. So far I have 11 quarts of green beans canned. It never is as much work as my mind seems to think it is. This year I have big plans. Plans of being adventursm. Of trying new and exciting concoctions….
Well, I had better go…..My garden awaits