I have been up to my eyeballs in berries all summer long. The berry season began early in June with the first red currants of the season.
By mid-June the raspberries were also in full swing. I picked raspberries every day for nearly two months. This summer I decided to weigh the raspberries at the end of each day’s picking. By the middle of August I had picked over 60 pounds of the ripe red berries from the two rows that grow in our garden.
At the same time the boysenberries, related to wild bramble berries, were ripening on their vines.
Continue reading “Bountiful Berries…”
The last blast of winter seems to have taken place and the crocuses are blooming. Snowdrops drift across the pet graveyard under the black walnut tree like snowy remnants left behind after the last thaw.
Last week C. and I made a trip to town for supplies. The road to town was finally clear of snow. We were out of milk, coffee, oats and other essentials. It was past time to stock up on groceries. I was eager to find one particular item that had been on my list for the past couple of months: the elusive Seville orange. Continue reading “Marmalade…”