A bounty of blackberries was given to me by lovely neighbor, Christina. (She is a young wife and mother for whom my respect continues to grow. Her three children are delightful - funny and well-mannered - which is a reflection of her personality and parenting skills, and she sanctions simple traditional pastimes such as cooking, love of nature, games, sports and religious affiliation.) Recently, the family went berry picking at a nearby farm and then canned jars of mixed berry jam. Pop and I were the recipients of a pint, which was excellent spread on our Sunday pancakes, and also of half a box of leftover blackberries, all of which were VERY large, that gave me the incentive for my Saturday baking.
In a world that talks too much, writing is a way to capture thoughts and shine a light on the enterprise of life - at home, in the kitchen, out in the garden and almost always through a camera lens.
Monday, July 13, 2015
Blackberry Bliss
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