Last week Knoxie gave me some pears that had come from her farm in Kentucky. After I fell Friday 8-26, wrangling Moe cat, I could not fix them because I had hurt the right arm and hand when I fell. My hand is still not quite well, but Friday afternoon, I decided to try and make Pear Preserves like Mother use to do. After she peeled and cored her pears, she would run them through the salad shooter. To core the pears was too painful for my hand so I opted to peel and shred by hand. After Mimi's nap she came to help me. I did three pounds of pairs. After I got them to boiling the first time, I added the sugar and Mimi stirred for me. Then we put them in jars. It made 8 and a half jars. I have already given one jar away to our friend Bobby because he brought us some barbecue this morning. Also, we almost ate the whole half jar this morning on toast. Yummy. The kitty justice is I love to can because it brings back wonderful memories of Mother and Grand Ma.