Last weekend, my son-in-law, Oscar’s dad, came to the homestead. The two of them worked on his 1986 GMC C-2500 pickup truck in my barn/garage.
I don’t go in the barn often as it’s usually full of unsightly piles of gear/supplies/junk Oscar has stuffed in there “for now” instead of putting away. Bonus 1: they had to deal with that mess before they could do their own work.
That wasn’t the best part though.
Later in the afternoon, after letting the chickens out for a bit of a walk-about, I stopped in to see how the guys were getting on. As I was admiring how much better it looked in there, I spied something of great value.
Canning jars! Quite a lot of canning jars.
I had Oscar bring them to the porch this weekend (the boxes were too dirty to bring into the house) and I am getting them cleaned out and sterilized.
This was a Bonus and a Blessing. My supply of pint jars was getting pretty measly.
While I’m working on cleaning the new-found jars, I have ten pounds of chicken thawing to fill those jars.
My canned meat supply is about to become a bit more respectable!
Aren’t “forgotten” things wonderful!
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Especially when they “magically” appear just when you need them!
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