Being a farmer’s wife means having a garden. A big one. In my previous city-dwelling life I didn’t garden. Phil had kept his garden growing for years before I came along, so I find my self more of a gardener’s assistant to him.
Digging in the dirt is therapeutic, growing your own food is satisfying, but what I appreciate about vegetables from the garden is theirtaste. Fresh from the garden vegetables just taste better. A lot better. In particular, green beans from a grocery store tin can just don’t taste good anymore after becoming accustomed to eating fresh and home-canned ones. I use a pressure canner to can my garden veggies. It is a labor of love, but absolutely worth the effort.
If I don’t can something, I freeze it. I freeze garden peas which also tastes amazingly better than store canned ones. I freeze little bags, so I can toss a handful into my soups.
We also like to pick our own fruit. We just started growing strawberries, so we will see how that goes in the future. Tart cherries from a neighbor’s tree, wild red raspberries from a friend’s yard, ripe persimmons from trees growing on the farm… We pick as much as we can and I freeze them mostly for baking incredible desserts. I’m a fan of dessert, let me just get that out in the open. I could talk more about incredible dessert, but we will save that for another time.