As I sit here writing this, I have just heard the happy pop of a canning lid sealing properly. There can’t be a more cheerful sound than that for home canners. The pop came from the high bush cranberry syrup that I have just made. This has capped a bit of an early morning marathon session of pickling the last of my baby carrots. It’s the first time in several years I’ve canned anything and I had forgotten how satisfying a feeling it can be. In typical farmer’s fashion, I am already dreaming of next year’s crop and what I’ll do to preserve it.