Should have paid attention

Growing up, my paternal grandmother lived across the street. Mamaw Dixie was what every grandmother should be: patient, kind, gardener, good cook, quilter, etc. I remember Mamaw trying to teach me how to quilt, crochet and other not so interesting things to a pre-teen and teenager. I also remember her in the garden bright and early before the heat of the day. She always wore a straw hat. As I have grown older, my southern roots have really taken hold of me (you know the ones I so desperately tried to escape in college). I try to garden (I can grow tomatoes but not zucchini...how is that possible?). I started making baby quilts for my girlfriend's babies. I learned to make jam and tonight my first attempt at making apple butter. Anyway, the point of my post, is that I regret not taking the time to learn then. Now, it is all trial and error. (Seems to be lots of error.) I haven't quite mastered the edging on quilts. It has gotten better but, after nine quilts, you would hope so. I have no idea whether the apple butter is the right consistency. I can only assume it will thicken when it cools off. I bet you Mamaw Dixie would know.