Canning Supplies Now Collector's Cash

Running across this shelf of old canning bottles reminds me of our family canning days.  Memories of a hot house, boxes of fruit waiting to be  peeled, sliced and plopped into crystal clean, glass spheres.  A watery syrup filled in the spaces, and a teaspoon of salt was added.

Next a clean dish cloth wiped off the rim before a Kerr lid was carefully placed on top and metal ring twisted the contents closed.  The hot water bath awaited seven quart jars or only four two quart Mason ones.  These are two quart bottles in the picture stored away years ago forgotten and collecting dust.     These are definitely a collector's item now. 

Airing Our Laundry

When I saw this art exhibit at the Salt Palace, instantly was reminded of the 'old' days when weekly people's laundry was hung out to dry.  Everyone knew what day you washed, how often and what you wore.

Now a days the clothes pile up in the corner, hamper or laundry room then tossed in both the washer and dryer.  Folding or just pulling clean clothes out of the basket, no one sees the process until we wear it. 

Facebook is kind of like hanging our laundry out to dry for everyone to see.  We know when you get up, get mad, get even, get the girl/boy, date, baby, new car or whatever.

It can be fun, exciting, boring, frustrating or just plain annoying to see 'every tiny bit' of a person's personal life.  One of my friends said she ate a whole bucket of popcorn at the movie as she drown out her fears from an encounter.  Do I care?  Not about the popcorn. 
Another person posts every old black and white photo he comes across of every family member of his entire posterity.  No thanks.  It's a little too much for me.  I don't need your whole pie, just a taste.