Chapter Twenty Nine
"Jim, you go with Seth to work in the woodlot, Karleen and the girls, you go with George to work in the gardens, and Marge," Laura looked at the older lady, "You and I are going to can asparagus."
Marge looked quite pleased with her assignment, and limped after Laura through the woods, back to the cabin. The older woman was breathless by the time they emerged out of the forest and into the clearing to the hunting cabin and the barn and outbuildings.
"Well," Marge clucked her tongue. "I see you aren't living in a mud house."
Laura raised her eyebrow and gave her a withering look. The older woman wisely shut her mouth. Boxes of mason jars were stacked on the table, a pressure cooker was arranged on the gas stove, and a massive pile of freshly cut asparagus waited to b
