It IS Labor Day weekend, after all!

In the last two days, I've . . .

• Canned four quarts of spiced prunes.
• Cooked down and canned prune paste.
• Picked all the ripe tomatoes, sweet peppers, and cucumbers in the garden.
• Made a half-gallon of gazpacho.
• Canned seven pints of diced tomatoes.
• Processed three quarts of dill pickles, and started another four quarts of dills 'brewing' on the counter.
• Made a peach pie with the last of the peaches hoarded in the frig.
• Picked basil and made a batch of pesto.
• Did multiple loads of laundry.
• Rounded up the roving herds of dust buffalo on the hardwood prairie.
• Harvested a huge crop of hair from the carpet.
• Clipped dog toenails.
• Worked on the church newsletter.
• Still found time to ride my horse and do a little online window shopping.

Don't worry; the guys weren't idle. They stacked all the split firewood in the woodshed and spread manure to bolster the already growing grass.

Tired but satisfied, at . . .