I Cannot Seem To Stop

I am beat.

Whipped.

Toasted.

Done in.

I have been at the canning jars again. I cannot seem to stop myself now that I have gotten on the canning jar express. Next stop Cantown.

I have been putting things like these…

And some of this

And a smidgeon of this…..

And more than my fair share of this…..

Along with a smattering of dill, some garlic, perhaps a hot pepper, some corn that was picked yesterday, red peppers from the garden and these…….
The cucumbers from the farmers market

To produce………

  Oh I don’t want to wait the three weeks before I can open up the pickles. I want them NOW. And the corn relish…..

Divine.

But the mess that is in the kitchen…….

Well that is another matter entirely. Where are my minions when I need them.