My own blackberry bush didn’t do that much, and what little was produced was mostly stolen by the birds. Fortunately, Jeff’s Grandpa came to the rescue and gave me some of the berries from his bushes, so today I made blackberry freezer jam. My mom, if she could see me now, would be so proud of my domestic skills.
I will make some homemade wheat bread, if you will bring some of that blackberry jam to spread on top!
It’s a deal.
Funny – we were both doing the same thing on the same day! I made raspberry jam yesterday, trying to get my mind off everything. It was very therapeutic for me.