On Saturday October 26, I'll be in Becklely, WV signing my books at the Tamarack Book Store from 11 am until 4 pm. Hope to see you there! Hugs, Barbara
My mother gardened all her life. It was one of her great loves, next to family, God, and country. Because she grew up during the Depression, she learned to use every last item from her garden for canning, preserving, drying or pickling. Every year at the end of the green bean season she made leather britches, dried beans that would keep for the winter. These were the last beans hanging on the vines. The beans inside had grown to full size with outsides a bit withered. They were beyond the stage to can or preserve, or even to pickle. Although her fried pickled green beans and corn bread were the best in the world. (Well, next to her biscuits and fried apples.) Mother started the drying process with clean beans. She would spread a clean white sheet on a table in the wash room and spread the beans out on that, giving them space to dry. Sometime she would carry the sheet outside and put them on a table in the sun to further the process. The next step involved needle and thread ...
Wish I could be there...good luck and enjoy your weekend!
ReplyDeleteHope your signing went well. I haven't been to Beckley in many, many years. I used to stop in there every year during most of the 80's.
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Thank you so much for your kind words to me and encouragement! So sweet that you self published! I am not where I should be with confidence in my writing to do that. Maybe someday. I do mull the idea around once I get to where I think I should be in my writing.
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