pickles in a jar

Desperate hour. Stuck inside. No photos. No light. Spied the jar. Never dreamed it would look so like an old Dutch still life with the light hitting everything just so

Thanks to our friend Tony DeAngelis for the photogenic homemade pickles. And if you don’t know the Courtney Barnett song, “Pickles in a Jar”, it’s a hoot. She also has a song called “Avant Gardener”. Hmm. Guess it all comes full circle.

blog012915_pickles in a jar28/365: tony’s pickles

because you can…

I have that feeling of panic right about now. The tomatoes that were so abundant just weeks ago are tapering off; there is only one left in the bowl that used to overflow with a dozen or more at a time. Last night, I went out to the garden to pick another bowl of ever-bearing beans only to find the vines shriveling in the autumn sun. Can it really be too late? Again?One minute I couldn’t chop or chew fast enough to keep up. The next, I can’t scrounge up a cucumber for the dinner salad.

Or maybe not. Maybe there is still time. Time to gather up the green tomatoes and the tender herbs. Time to dust off the dehydrator and line up the Ball jars. Time to bring home bushels of this and that from the farmers market and make good on the season’s bounty. Time to make hay while the sun shines and, perhaps, to make pickles. For that, I favor dill.

dill at the market