Why Bother
Here's yet another post to interest no one.
Canning tomatoes. How exciting!
It actually was exciting, considering all 65 plants I'd begun from seed and nurtured to 5-foot plants were struck by blight and died within a matter of weeks. My cousin's wife generously loaded boxes and boxes of tomatoes on us, and my mom pitched in a few, too, so we were able to can enough for our winter sauces, stews, and soups. Hurrah!
Onward, ho. Canning tomatoes. There always has to be a girl or two on the table in order to can things properly.
Here are a few pictures of my helper-elves.
Pip worked best while wearing a funny face.
Pip worked best while wearing a funny face.
Luci worked best wearing the classy apron-and-not-much-else combo.
And this odd duck worked best with Marge eyes and my apron.
1 comment :
The best helper-elves ever! One must have the right attire for the job and your helper-elves know how to dress the part:-)
Much love!
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