Picked a couple bushels of tomatoes the other day...Luke went out and we worked together.
What pleasant conversations can be had in the garden!
Made some beautiful tomato juice once we got them all in and washed. Already took the chance to turn some of into some spaghetti sauce. It's like having the taste of summer in a jar, truly.
The whole process from start to finish is a whole lot of work, but rewarding? Certainly!
Then I get to cleaning up the gigantic mess and I wonder...is it all worth it?
Yes, I think so.
In summers to come, my kids will have memories of late summer and early fall days with the house smelling like tomatoes and recall the ways they helped, and how delicious it all tasted later during winter evenings.
It's a tangible way to love and provide for our families.
There's something about it .... That makes me keep doing it.
The sound of the lids popping as they seal, writing the date on the lid, lining up all the jars on a pantry shelf...the pride that I feel when the job is done and the food is safely stored away for winter.
(Did you know that if you cut the tiny tip off a Roma tomato, that after you scald it, the whole tomato just pops right out when you hold it up by the bottom! No need for the skin to split! Just hold upside down, squeeze, and PLOP! This is one of the reasons I love the Roma!)