It started with a whim… I wanted to get some tomatoes canned this year, and I knew the season was coming to a close. The boxes of “seconds” were too tempting, the price just right. And… after two sessions of processing tomatoes… there’s still some left. (Tomato sandwiches, anyone?)

Then I made salsa and homemade tomato sauce…

It’s a beautiful sight when all the jars are lined up…

It’s the aftermath of canning that sucks.

Ah well…

Like just about everything in my life, I’m out of time, patience and the discipline to squeeze in all the things I want to do, let alone the things I must do.

But my needs are met. My heart is full. My body is ready for another day. And I know that I am beloved.

TBTG