Put up five pints of classic pickled beets today. These are like summer jewels in a jar… sweet and tart, imbued with the flavors and fragrance of cinnamon, allspice, and cloves. It’s one of those things I look forward to enjoying when the weather turns toward cold.
And the color just dazzles me; so much so that I had to toss in an extra photo in full sun to try to capture it. Alas, cameras can’t see what the eyes ‘n’ heart can.
Plus there’s the bonus of cooking up some beet greens to add to whatever we end up making for supper.
I am so grateful for the abundance and beauty of the season. It nourishes and sustains me in so many ways.
Peace. 🕊
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