A Shortage?
We had spent two different days in Mankato this last week. We did stock up on pantry items. The need to have a bit on hand hearkens back to my farm days.
When Orlin and I were farming in Boon Lake Township, there wasn’t a fall that did not find our cellar shelves full. No worry if we didn’t get into town often during the winter months. The huge difference is that the shelves glistened with quart fruit jars when we pulled the string for the light bulb to show us the way. We had two chest freezers filled with frozen poultry and frozen bags of sliced apples ready to be put into pie crusts when needed. In the cooler portion of that cellar where carrots and onions hanging from the ceiling via their stems held with twine. Potatoes to last us till spring in the far corner. Priceless.
Now our pantry is filled with cans, glass jars of sauce for hotdishes and cardboard boxes of various items. What was interesting was that one of Dennis’ favorites to fall back on when he needs a quick hot meal couldn’t be found. Sam’s Club usually has an abundance of Dinty Moore Beef Stew. Not one can to be found. We stopped at Hy-Vee for a few items and also . . . there was no Dinty Moore Beef Stew or the store brand. Hmm.
Today I went to our Super Fair grocery store to pick up milk and bread. Ah-Ha . . . the Dinty was in stock. None of the smaller cans, but I did take home six of the larger cans. That will take care of Dennis for quite some time. It was an interesting seek and search.
The local effort today was finishing the last of the porch windows and a bit extra cleaning in the porch. I still need to clean the shelving and I must not forget Mom’s spindle glider rocking chair. That will be tomorrow’s task. The beds have clean linens to enjoy after showers tonight.
It was time to pay it forward. Marcia brings us fresh eggs time after time. Several days ago her mate Scott stopped in and he had two jackets that needed mending. That had been the deal. Tit for tat. Oh my gosh, I had forgotten how heavy hunting jackets are. The hunting jacket needed hand mending in the inside where sleeve meets the body of the jacket. The other jacket was a lined nylon from when he worked for Mathiowitz Construction. The exterior side seam was frayed wide open. I can see hands in the pockets pulling on that nylon seam and it is not attached to the side seam that has the puffy quilted lining. That side seam is now sewn shut and attached to the lining for extra support. Once nylon begins to shred at a seam it’s not a good thing. I will give a call out tomorrow and let them know the jackets are ready. Scott does go hunting towards Thanksgiving.
Again we had a red letter day. Though for strong breezes it was wonderful. Here we are in November and taking these great days for those last minute items outside before our fingers will scold for procrastinating later on.
The beautiful sunset is reminding me to think about supper. So fortunate Dennis and I are to be enjoying our own home and fixing a tasty meal of our choosing. Sweet!