She counted the jars, waiting for the water to boil. Hoping she had enough of them, as she plunged the glass containers in the steamy pot, one by one. She had a lot to take care of. Canning her dreams, canning her hopes, canning her love… Before it went bad.
So many Spring memories, and Summer thoughts… So many Winter warm moments by the fire to seal, and store some place safe. Readying herself for the wait, the long wait for someone to share them with…
Homemade happiness, ready to serve, just waiting for the perfect guess…
Waiting for Him.
Cyranny's Cove 
Make sure that water is hot enough, no good letting some unwanted substance inside, unless you can control it!
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No worries… I believe she is quite something in front of a stove. But thank you for the tips!
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Loved this.
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Thank you 🙂 Don’t you wish you could bottle the best of you, sometimes, to keep it for better days too?
Nice of you to visit, I hope to see you around again soon 🙂 xx
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❤️💜💕💞💓
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Thank you, Bag Lady 🙂 xx
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[ Smiles ] Beautiful!
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Thank you Renard 🙂 xx
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[ Smiles ] You are most welcome!
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