Obsessive compulsive disorder -aka- Canning

After my last post I suppose I need to apologize for the raw, and very sad content. It is however life, and farm life all the more.
It feels good to be back to a more positive frame of mind. I'm cheerful today and here we go......
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Does anyone else get a uncontrolled twitch when reading a product label?

If I cant pronounce it..... I feel very uncomfortable eating it. This growing twitch is what made me explore other options. I have been canning for years but now I feel an urgency to replace every store bought item I can with something I preserved myself.

 Is that CRAZY? ...maybe....but it is possible? ...Yes

This summer I had a goal of putting up 50 cases of canned food. I fell short. I will admit defeat with this past years garden. it did not produce like I had planned, but you can bet I wont let it happen again this year. I have all winter to beat myself up about my missed goal.

I did however make some delicious jams and jellies, and put up a ton of applesauce and pears along with some other fun things.

My personal treasure

Canning is an addiction ....it should have a name. The sound of those clinking jars is comfort and they sing to me as they seal with their little "pops"

When all those jars are perfectly lined up and sparkling I do a little happy dance.

Because each jar harnesses summer or fall harvest, and showcases hard work and dedication to an end result. Self reliance. If its a disorder, I have it.

We will call it OCC or Obsessive compulsive canning