black raspberry jam!

Here it is, the results of berry picking. One batch
has a cup of sour cherries in it, too. They both
turned out pretty yum, thanks to some fine fruit.
Or berries. Technically, berries aren't fruit, but
whatever--you know what I'm saying.

A very generous couple from church has invited us to
come pick for the last several years, but last year,
we planted our own cherry trees and raspberries.
One of the trees didn't make it, so we replanted this
spring.

We had a grand total of two cherries, which we picked
and ate BEFORE the birds got them. Our apple trees,
however, are full, full this year, as are the wild
plums, blackberries, and mulberries. Which means
we'll have plenty of jam and jelly this year. This
is an exciting thing, since last year the weather
was so strange, and frosty at the wrong times, that
there were no mulberries, apples, or cherries anywhere
in this area. Not so bad for us, but pretty heinous
for the orchard owners. Probably not so great for
the wild things, either.

Happy Independence Day!