Canning Time

A poem from the Cooking and Canning book from Martin Luther ALCW (American Lutheran Church Women) in Fredonia, ND. 1982

It’s canning time far and wide
Across the whole vast countryside,
They’re carrying empties from below
Or toting full jars down to sow,
Mom has a feeling it’s all right
To bottle everything in sight.

Mom says it isn’t right to waste
what God provides so she makes haste
From summer time until late in fall
To pick and cut and can most all
The vegetables from our own lot
And everything the neighbor’s got.

There’s charm to canning time each year
With cannings’ special atmosphere;
But Mom isn’t fowling up a bit,
In fact, it’s just the opposite –
Our shelves are loaded down today
But Mom will give about half away.

Gut Canning…

 

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Working on books, working, gardening, baking, canning, knitting, crocheting, reading, walking, getting older, getting wiser, love my children, love love love my grandchildren.
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