I remember canning with my grandmother....OMG, what a PROCESS! My least favorite was peas and lima beans. You had to pick 'em (and be careful to NOT pull the whole plant out of the ground ~ that was the ULTIMATE sin!) and then you had to shuck 'em and then you had to fill the jars (we only used pint jars for the peas & limas). Then Grandma would add the prescribed amount of salt and pour in the boiling water. Then the jars got wiped to be sure there was nothing on the edge and the lids were added, then the jar rings ~ tightened just 'right'.
Into the big blue canning kettles full of boiling water, lowered carefully so the jars didn't touch and crack, processed for the correct number of minutes and then pulled up and carefully set on a towel covered countertop to cool. The best part was listening for all the jars to 'POP'!
And even though it was a lot of work, Grandma took such pride in the way her jars of produce looked. Most Blue Lake green beans got cut into 1 - 1/2" pieces but some would go in whole, all lined up in the jar with the little 'blossom end' tails pointing down. They were all selected because they were the same length and size so they looked good in the jars.
One of my favorites that she made was her sweet mixed pickles with cucumbers, cauliflower, carrots and red peppers. I can still see those beautiful, slightly yellow tinged vegetables mixed up in the Ball jars. She also did up (remember that phrase ~ 'did up' ?) little gerkin sized cukes in a wonderful dill brine, fabulous bread and butter pickles, corn relish, green tomato relish, onion relish ~ oh, my, but the variety went on and on.
I don't know how she 'made' the time to do it all. I can't remember in my adult life having that kind of energy or desire to do so much work when it was so much easier to just go to the grocery store and buy whatever. But I also know I do NOT have small dishes of pickles or relish on my dinner table (noon and night) simply because nothing I can purchase ever tastes as good as Grandma's did.
((sigh))