This week #2 Daughter and I made applesauce. And applebutter. And canned them.
Now that you’ve stopped drooling…
Our efforts in preparing to can them were hampered by the fact I couldn’t find the canner! (Nor all of the canning rings and lids. But I digress.)
This evening, my bearded spouse found the bin we had ALL looked right past. Because on the outside it was labeled:
I’m sure I’ll use this as a sermon illustration for Luke 15 some time. At the moment, I’m too busy laughing at myself.
Just keeping life weird around here, one day at a time.