Spring slowly crawling in

our guest room turned greenhouse.

Food preservation madness

This is picture of my dear grandmothers basement. She is 92 now, and can not leave fallen apple on a ground, it all has to be preserved, saved, because later it will be handy. You can bet on it. I have taken the above picture last year. Some of the jars are dated early fifties. Not kidding. The need to save food for later certainly runs in my vains, although I hope to eat all of this by next spring. All my jars are from this year. We did have a great harvest.

Project of the whole summer

 I really wanted to paint those old beat up stairs. Than I thought well, I should probably patch all those holes. Got cement and went to work. Did you know newly set cement is not to be painted for over 30 days? I did not. What a bummer, of course something that is suppose to take couple of days will now stretch over several months. After that long wait I finally got to paint. Could not be happier with the results.

The Garden rocks my world

harvest is finally coming in, beside few ups and downs, I am very happy with the results. I hope to not have to grocery shop for at least one month!