Stories From the Garden Gate
Steam fogged the windows, labels curled on the table, and cinnamon perfumed peach halves stacked like amber suns. Those jars carried winter through. Share your canning rituals—songs, secret spices, or the relative who insists on one more boiling minute.
Stories From the Garden Gate
At dusk, mystery squash appeared on porches like oversized doorstops. We baked chocolate zucchini loaves and traded slices for basil bouquets. Every bite tasted like August laughter. How do you tame surplus without waste? Teach us your seasonal barter strategies.
