This is a tribute to all those tough old Grandmas.
Smokepole, Bud Light, myself and a few others here are into Home Canning. Anyone who has done Home Canning knows what I am talking about.
When a food is in season to Can up,you stand there for hours on end preparing the foods for the jars. That alone just kicks the back of my lap. First time I did it alone I developed a fond respect for yesterdays tough ladies. My Gawd were they tough!
The womans job was to keep the family in food. Meaning growing all the garden too.
Rural mothers usually had a chicken coop and the chickens, ducks, geese and turkeys were their responsibility.
On top of that, all had huge families to cook daily for, laundry (sewing & knitting too) for, house to clean and keep up.
School and church functions and potluck they prepared for.
These gals were incredible.
I had vivid memories of helping Grandma as a todler with garden & Canning. 40-years later
I got into it and I'll never forget, the first day of standing there working veggies over for hours on end. Why I was so exhausted tired at the end of that day it was pathetic. How did them old gals do it?
Gals in their 80s & 90s would come inspect my work and tell stories. Some Canned up 800 jars every year to keep the family in food. Awesome!!!
Guess this Post is a tribute to some swell ol' gals that made all of us survive to enjoy the easy life of today.
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