Living next door to my grandparents, we always worked together to grow a large garden every year. My grandparents grew up in hard times and had very little so living off of the land was a necessity to survival. Even once they were comfortable in life they still clung to the old ways and I'm so thankful they did. I learned a lot.
With a garden comes hard work and everyone had to push their sleeves up at some point and dig in to make it possible. We prepped the ground and then planted, tended, harvested and then preserved enough food to last us through out the following year. We would freeze some items but the majority of the food we canned. That was how we lived and the living was good.
Every year we canned tomato juice, blue lake green beans, dill pickles and sweet peas. Some times we canned additional pickle varieties such as bread-and-butter, salt and sweet pickles. Once in a while we canned hot banana peppers. I remember thinking all the canned goods looked so beautiful once canned. The colors were always so pretty and the hard work put into making it possible made them all the more beautiful.
When I thought about doing this post I knew I wanted to paint these jars with water colors a medium I've struggled with but I wanted to give it a try. I had a vision of how pretty and vibrant the pickles looked in the jars and I really thought watercolors would translate that look well. I'm glad I didn't shy away from them and embraced the challenge.
Hope you have a beautiful Wednesday and find the courage to try a new style or technique. Sometimes when you have no clue what you're doing is when you discover something magical.
Cheers!
Kim