Wanting to finish canning…
I want to set a goal for finishing my canning/preserving activities for December 1st. Apples I had expected to pick and keep to eat “fresh”, suffered through a wind storm and became windfalls overnight. So plans change. Sigh. Chunky applesauce they will be. I still need to process my naked seed pumpkins, so maybe I will make my pumpkin pickles. And my Harsch pickling crock is crying out for sauerkraut – even though I have been thinking lately, that crock looks pretty good stored in its box, and the cabbage is looking pretty good in the garden. And not really on the preserving front, I am thinking of going AMA (against milking advice) and drying Della off. Lots of milk in the freezer, but not long enough to last for her dry time. But, I have milked her too long, and I need to quit for her and her baby’s sake. I will miss milking – not too sure how she feels ’bout that though… .
I guess I am dying a slow death by canning, now the latest thing to fear is BPA in canning lids! And if you look closely my apples are touching an aluminum colander, and probably because my dogs stick to us like glue, I have canned numerous dog hairs that I haven’t even seen. Would that be denatured protein, pressure cooked dog hair? We live in a modern world and its full of contaminants. I don’t really see anyway to avoid many of them. I, frankly am tired of being constantly bombarded by fear mongers. The media (all types) constantly is warning of this and that. Probably if you live in a new airtight house, and drive a new car that has lots of plastic in it, and have a cell phone or ipod at your disposal, you’re being exposed to lots of toxins. So, since I live in an old house that can breath, drive an old rig, don’t own a cell phone or ipod, maybe I can cash in my credits and still do some home canning. I will not run into the other ditch and buy all new Weck jars – what’s in the gaskets? Probably not real rubber anymore, but something that no doubt could harm you, if you’re not careful.
When I think of the things I do everyday that could be dangerous, if I worried about them, I wouldn’t do anything. Della could go off the deep end and gore me, or kick me in the face. Then I would have to come in and do different spread sheet and figure out just how much that raw milk is costing me. Not to mention I would have to hire a relief milker to milk while I was convalescing. The guy sighting in his high power rifle on our trees, could decide to not back down and leave when I bitch him out asked him to. But I still have to tell him to leave, because if I let him keep pumping lead in the trees, it could leach and travel a mile to the creek, that then would go 3 more miles and fall over a water fall while a tourist communed with nature and littered at the same time. Then I would be liable for lead poisoning of the prolific, but fragile Swinus americanus.
So I proceed with caution every day. I eat mincemeat out of the jar that was not cooked to death, but still canned against (which BTW tested low acid enough for water bath) the governments advice. I still will feed my cows sometimes by putting my pickup in gear, get out and let the pickup drive itself while I get in the back with a weapon (pocketknife) and cut twine (dipped in rodenticide) from the bales, and meter out the hay. I will play with matches now until May most every day and eat vegetables straight from the garden. I won’t wash my hen eggs. I will probably conduct science experiments with bad things like lye and fat. I may be stupid enough to grab the cast iron pan without a potholder, and will burn my hand rather than drop my precious lid. And if that isn’t enough I will most likely be eating eggs everyday fried in butter! And it is a wonderful, unsafe life!!