My mother passed away just a month ago, one day after her 94th birthday. A few weeks earlier, I found a thin little book in the chaos of her house, where she had lived for 63 years. The book was her canning journal, an annual listing of the canning she did from 1952-1958 after moving to the farm in 1951. She had three daughters, ranging in age from 9 down to 2 1/2, and 6-month-old twin boys. (The house had two bedrooms.) That first summer, Mother canned a total of 198 quarts of various fruits and 107 pints of jam. I remember canning season every year that I was home until I left for college, but Mother kept records for only the first 5 years. Life became very busy, obviously! This journal is an especially precious document.
Joining with Kim Klassen's Texture Tuesday.