Margaret made pickles today. She's been doing really well with these for the past couple of years. There was a bad patch when she had some fail, perhaps because of water quality or pickle size or age, and this put her off making them for a period. However, the past couple years have been excellent. This year is a bit of a shift in that Gertrud brought her a couple of batches of small cucumbers from the farm, rather than her relying on store or farmers market product. The weather on the farm has been a bit rainy and has slowed the maturing of the cucumbers, resulting in a larger window for picking them at the opportune point. The smell of the vinegar drives me a bit crazy, but I love the idea of these being home made.