Pickles

When I was a child I ignored old people when they spoke to me. I thought it was all jibberish. That nothing they had to ramble on about really concerned me...it wasn't important. 

I've regretted that decision more than once. I wish I had listened when my Granny spoke and my Nanny too. Oh I did sometimes but I have a feeling now that some of those stories I thought boring and unimportant could be if nothing else great memories of thier lives.

So today I listened to a lovely woman tell of her childhood memories of canning foods.  Which is something! It made me realize I've NEVER canned, probably never would have. But... come on, that's what women used to do!

So many family values, customs and stories have been lost along the way. Makes me want to sit and talk to my mother, and can pickles or something !

Thanks Jan...and when I say "old" I really mean aged to perfection.