In Prince George O/C about 13C
Arrived here just after noon yesterday. Had an early start then a flat tire on the MH so lost an hour.
Had a real cloudburst after we got here. I don't think I have ever seen that much water fall in an hour ever before.
Visited into the evening wirh Jo and now as it is too wet to be outside will do some jobs here in the house.
“C’mon, there must be something, Grandma didn’t preserve all that stuff in a small pot."
She went outside and around to the woodshed, there was nothing there. As she went back around to the door she shivered in the evening air, then realized she had no blouse and her upper body was clad only in a brassiere. Instinctively she wrapped her arms around her body with the realization, then chuckled as she remembered she had been relatively unclothed for the last few hours not to mention when she had climbed into the sleeping bag earlier in the day almost totally nude.
Back inside she took a shirt that was hanging on a nail and slipped it on. It was much too big so she tied the tails into a knot.
Her mind returned to the need for a kettle of some sort then a thought struck her.
Once more she lit the candle, lifted the trap door and went down the steps.
She walked slowly around the room and as she came full circle to the ladder she saw something behind the ladder and up on the dirt bank. It was an old copper boiler oblong in shape with a handle on each end. A lid was sticking out of the top. “Yes!” she cried.
She pulled it off its perch and pushed it up the steps ahead of herself. Blew out the candle and again replaced the door.
Alicia set to work cleaning the old boiler and was quite relieved to find it had no holes ar rust spots at the seams. After it was cleaned to her satisfaction she put it on the stove and added three or four inches of water. While she waited for that water to boil she selected two dozen of the quart sealers and washed and dried them as well then put them upside down into the heating water.
Next she went out and carried back in several pot loads of the smoked meat, she cut it into smaller chunks, trimmed off much of the fat and piled it all to one side.
After rewashing the pot she had carried the meat in she filled it with water and added a several table spoons of salt and put the pot on the remaining corner of the stove.
By the time she had finished this preparation the boiler of jars had come to the boil but she left them a bit longer and took a break from her labour to check her patient.
Bob’s fever had lessened to the point that she wasn’t sure if he still had one.
Alicia poured some of the meat particle broth she had made earlier into a large mug and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Hey, hey you. Can you hear me?” She asked.
Bob didn’t move so she reached out and gently patted his one exposed shoulder.
“Hey, c’mon wake up it’s supper time.”
Bob moved a bit and his eyelids twitched, she shook his shoulder and repeated her words.
Arrived here just after noon yesterday. Had an early start then a flat tire on the MH so lost an hour.
Had a real cloudburst after we got here. I don't think I have ever seen that much water fall in an hour ever before.
Visited into the evening wirh Jo and now as it is too wet to be outside will do some jobs here in the house.
“C’mon, there must be something, Grandma didn’t preserve all that stuff in a small pot."
She went outside and around to the woodshed, there was nothing there. As she went back around to the door she shivered in the evening air, then realized she had no blouse and her upper body was clad only in a brassiere. Instinctively she wrapped her arms around her body with the realization, then chuckled as she remembered she had been relatively unclothed for the last few hours not to mention when she had climbed into the sleeping bag earlier in the day almost totally nude.
Back inside she took a shirt that was hanging on a nail and slipped it on. It was much too big so she tied the tails into a knot.
Her mind returned to the need for a kettle of some sort then a thought struck her.
Once more she lit the candle, lifted the trap door and went down the steps.
She walked slowly around the room and as she came full circle to the ladder she saw something behind the ladder and up on the dirt bank. It was an old copper boiler oblong in shape with a handle on each end. A lid was sticking out of the top. “Yes!” she cried.
She pulled it off its perch and pushed it up the steps ahead of herself. Blew out the candle and again replaced the door.
Alicia set to work cleaning the old boiler and was quite relieved to find it had no holes ar rust spots at the seams. After it was cleaned to her satisfaction she put it on the stove and added three or four inches of water. While she waited for that water to boil she selected two dozen of the quart sealers and washed and dried them as well then put them upside down into the heating water.
Next she went out and carried back in several pot loads of the smoked meat, she cut it into smaller chunks, trimmed off much of the fat and piled it all to one side.
After rewashing the pot she had carried the meat in she filled it with water and added a several table spoons of salt and put the pot on the remaining corner of the stove.
By the time she had finished this preparation the boiler of jars had come to the boil but she left them a bit longer and took a break from her labour to check her patient.
Bob’s fever had lessened to the point that she wasn’t sure if he still had one.
Alicia poured some of the meat particle broth she had made earlier into a large mug and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Hey, hey you. Can you hear me?” She asked.
Bob didn’t move so she reached out and gently patted his one exposed shoulder.
“Hey, c’mon wake up it’s supper time.”
Bob moved a bit and his eyelids twitched, she shook his shoulder and repeated her words.
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