10/02/2026
HL Acres Journal Entry #13
October 2, 2026
There is something deeply deceptive about a box of tomatoes.
From the top, it looks reasonable. A lot of tomatoes, sure, but nothing a determined homesteader, two canners and an absurd amount of stubbornness can’t handle. What you don’t realize is that they’re stacked three to four layers deep.
🍅 Tomatoes.
🍅 More tomatoes.
🍅 SURPRISE, B*TCH. MORE TOMATOES.
Five boxes.
Five enormous, apparently bottomless Amazon boxes of Romas that I have spent the day washing, sorting, peeling, chopping, juicing, packing and canning. At some point today, my kitchen stopped being a kitchen and became a small-scale tomato processing facility 😂 Both canners were running, every available surface had jars on it including my herb rack. Tomatoes were in the sink, tomatoes were in bowls, tomatoes were in boxes, tomatoes were cooling on the shelf….There were tomatoes in places tomatoes had no business being.
By the end of the day, 29 litres of them had been wrestled into jars - Seven litres of beautiful tomato juice, and another twenty-two litres of diced tomatoes tucked away for winter chilli, spaghetti sauces, casseroles and whatever else ‘Future Me’ decides to make when the garden is buried under snow.
And there is still:
One. More. Box 😳
I’ve decided that one is being donated to a friend’s pigs LOL Honestly, this is the part of homesteading that photographs never quite capture. The pretty picture is the finished shelf, glowing red and orange in glass jars. What you don’t see is the aching back and sore feet, the sticky counters, or the mountain of skins. The canners turning the house into a sauna. My fingers may be permanently prune-shaped 😂 Or the moment you look into a box you’ve already been working from for what feels like 75 years and discover another layer of tomatoes underneath.
But these jars are our food…Food we grew. Food we won’t have to buy this winter. Food I can pull down when grocery prices are even more ridiculous. Food I can turn into supper for us, or share with people we love if they need it.
So yes, I complained. Profusely. I swore at the Romas. Repeatedly. 😂 But today it was 29 litres down, and that’s enough for today.
One box to go.
If the pigs don’t want it, Hubby can do that one.
🍅🖕😂