Let's go with: preserved.
I made an apple delivery to the restaurant this morning, as they finally have some time to do some preservation work. Before I left the chef said he had a gift for me and disappeared around the corner. He came back with a quince and lavender marmalade that he'd recently made (hadn't even put a label on it yet).
Very unexpected, very appreciated, and, as I discovered shortly after I got home, very tasty.
Plus he mentioned that next time I come by he'll have something for me that he made from our apples as well. Sweet deal!
The cupboards are filled
With bottles of red and green,
Summer's sweet harvest
Saved to brighten Winter's scenes
And enliven tongues
When fresh produce becomes lean.
Their numbers will shrink
As the days slowly crawl by;
We know there's enough,
And if we don't we just lie.
Until at long lastWith a smug smile, Spring arrives.