This time of year is the season for harvest. Our neighbors are chopping corn for silage to feed to their cattle. Around here, we are looking at other items to harvest from nature’s bounty.
Grapes from Sylvia’s dad have arrived as a result of extra care and an excellent crop. Some of these went into grape juice that Sylvia canned. Others went into batches of grape jelly.
We’re finished with string beans for this year. As you can see in the jar (background) we had both green and yellow beans. Lots of good eating on display here. Sylvia has kept the canner busy.
Grape tomatoes have done very well. We grow these beside the back door. The Roma tomatoes in the garden are not as well protected and they didn’t do very well this year. The weather was not very good for tomatoes this year.
Vanilla, So true. I've heard others report good results with Romas this year, ours were the size of your thumb.
Auntie E, They sure are tasty.
Pricilla, what a wonderful harvest you enjoyed. I think our spring and summer were too cool and wet.
Ida, We still can a lot. Your comment reminds me of the story of the fellow traveling cross-country on a train in 1946. He got off at a small town long enough to stretch his legs. He noticed that there were fields full of tomatoes. He asked a local what they did with all of them. The local replied, "Well, we eat what we can. And what we can't we can."
Justine, Yes, they are concord grapes. They've all gone into cans of either juice or jelly.
— Chuck
Oh wow, look at that beautiful fresh produce!!!!!! I bet those grapes are delicious. What kind are they? Concorde?
Justine 😮 )
I remember when my Mom would can lots of vegetables and fruit.
I am sorry about your tomatoes. Last year we had a bad year but this year I am drowning in them. I have 16 quarts of tomato sauce canned. 10 quartz of zucchini and tomatoes and 7 quarts of ratatouille. Plus about 50lbs of green tomatoes turning red in my basement.
Whew!
As I said, a banner year.
Oh, and the 7 pints of ketchup.
Concord Grapes? Boy do I miss those.
Harvest time is great. It is a reminder of God's goodness, and a promise of food for the winter.
Tomatoes: you never can tell. Our Romas were the most prolific of the tomatoes this year. Couldn't keep up with just two plants.