After a long day Sunday of church and engagements, I came home, piled into the flannels and t-shirt, and made apple butter. While the apple butter was in the oven, I canned three pints of Jonathan apples. Grandma Blocher used to do so, and I remember well how yummy they were. They’ll be great in February on a cold winter night.
More canning is set for Tuesday. Last night’s product: