"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Today was a jam day. A friend gave us fresh raspberries; Seth just had to pick them. Isaiah tried to eat fistfuls before I could get them in the jam, but I did save a little bowl for both him and Charlotte to eat fresh. Then I mashed and cooked the berries, added horrifying amounts of sugar, and ladled the jam into clean little jars. Beautiful, and yummy, too!

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