Yesterday's canning adventure ended with 21 quarts of mixed cranberry and purple hyacinth beans. It was an all-day thing, with 90 minutes of processing per batch, and heat up and cool down times. I'm glad to have them to put on the shelf. J & I watched King Corn last night, which was surprisingly well done. Sometimes documentaries are not all that entertaining, but we enjoyed this one.
Though not as exquisite as Carolyn's, I'm happy to have some roses blooming this morning. Though the name of the second and third have escaped me, the first is an Apple rose, named for the huge hips it makes. Wishing you a rosy day!
1 comment:
sweet! Roses can just break your heart.
No wonder they are the flower of love.
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