Weekend Projects

Over the past several months, I have become extremely close to my family. I can honestly say that without a doubt that they have my back. I am thankful for them - for the love and support they have shown me - for showing up and helping me when I felt too weak to do things on my own - for simply being there. Several members of my family have been helping me spruce up the house for potential showings. They are ready to see me move on with my life, and I am so thankful for having them in my corner.

I'm telling y'all...my family is the cream of the crop. They're mine & I'm theirs & we are family!

Our garden is still producing lots of peppers. I was busy canning banana peppers last night, using a simple brine that I found off of the internet.

Ingredients:

50-60 banana peppers sliced into rings
7 cups of vinegar
2 cups of water
4 cloves of garlic
1 tsp celery seed
1 tsp dill
1 tsp mustard seed
1 tsp peppercorn
2 tsp sugar

How to:

Place sliced and rinsed banana peppers in sterilized pint jars.
In a large sauce pot, combine all ingredients. Bring to boil. Simmer for 2 minutes.
Pour hot brine mixture over banana peppers.
Place lids on jars and put in water bath canner.
Boil in canner for 10 minutes.
Remove from canner and place on towel to rest for one week.

Jars should seal once completely cool. If they do not seal, place in refrigerator.

Our garden has also produced some lovely watermelons. I sliced this baby up last night and will enjoy eating on it the rest of the week.

I highly recommend you starting a garden of your own. It has been a process that I have enjoyed, every step of the way. From planting to harvesting, I gain so much. I love knowing where my food is coming from, and it really isn't hard to accomplish.

We are learning as we go. And you can too!

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