MASON JARS TO THE CURB MEAN AN END TO A TRADITION

15 boxes of mason jars on the curb yesterday. Hoping someone may want them. If not will regroup in my recycling bins and away they go.

I used to make lots of pickles and jams and other preserves.
I thought when I started to downsize and declutter I would continue in my next place.

So cleaning the basement I decided that my days of jams and pickles and other preserves are over.

Saying goodbye to parts of our lives comes with a cost. It means admitting that some activities are finished and over.

For me it was a bit of a dream. I wanted a quasi country place where I could make a home business beside the house. An etsy store too online. Making homemade items could have been part of it.

With a change in next place plans that dream is gone. No store of any kind.

So the jars on the curb are part of a goodbye to that dream and plan.

Funny though not overly sad about it.

When we throw out something in our lives, it allows room to welcome something else.
I do not know what that will be yet.

But I do know I must keep moving forward towards whatever this good life will bring me.
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