Endings and Beginnings

Canning season is beginning to come to an end.  I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.  Preserving and canning and dehydrating and pressure cooking and burning food and myself is almost complete.  Just a few last things to can/preserve...

1.  Canning potatoes (something I have never done but am ever willing to try)

2.  Finishing the beets---pressure cooking some, freezing a few quarts, and trying to keep a few in the fridge---we will see how it goes

3.  Carrots--- Freezing some and keeping the rest fresh (or attempting to--- according to Aaron's grandma keeping carrots fresh in the fridge all winter is easy.)

4.  Squash--- Most of mine are moldy and icky from all of the rain.  The few that are left I am sure will get eaten quickly.

My to do list for wrapping up our garden has shortened quite a bit.  Now that our garden had a second heavy frost, it is time to let go of the tomatoes and peppers and anything else that was holding on by a thread.

The boys were warned that all of our tomato based canning this year would be yellow because of a vicious fungus our tomato plants encountered.  Our yellow Roma tomatoes were not affected.  But, a kind coworker of Aaron's gave us quite a few red tomatoes which helped us out alot.

Four lugs of pears was my last canning project and they turned our delicious and beautiful.

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Because summer has officially ended and fall has made its presence, our farming community has come out in full force.  Which makes for long hours for Aaron to work.

So, several weeks ago I reinstituted family night.  And the boys love it!  I have found that some of Noah's friends have even mentioned to their parents that they would like to start a family night. 

We have gone biking and eaten ice cream and of course had our signature candle lit dinners.

 I was attempting to ride on my bike and take photos of the boys...while in motion.  I can barely walk without hurting myself.  The expectation of being able to multitask while in motion was craziness.  I totally ate dirt.  Got back on my bike.  And continued on without any of my boys noticing!  Now that is pure talent.

I am always about a half a mile behind my boys.

At the end of every family night...the boys always exchange a simple but meaningful sentence, "Happy Family Night!"
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My blogging girls and I are beginning an exciting new project that has to do with photography--- more to come on that later!