Summer or Autumn…?
By the looks of things, and the tastes of things around my house, it seems more like late summer than Auturmn. But I’m not complaining.
While on a walk with my wee Isabel, we came upon the biggest and happiest hydrangea bush. In the fall, after a summer of being all pinky and blueish, hydrangeas sometimes decide to fit in with all the other autumnal colors and they go plum and mauve and rustic looking.
I had this very kind of hydrangea in my wedding bouquet on a beautiful late October day 10 years ago.
The other bit of summer happened here yesterday. Every wednesday, I have 5-6 of my daughter Suzannah’s friends over for ‘crafty club’. We’ve made pincushins, applesauce, stepping stones, and germinated seeds to name a few things. Yesterday, after buying strawberries from one of our many local farms, we made some jam. I gave them real knives and gave them a quick lesson in knife safety and away they went. They were really serious and chopped up the berries and had brightly crimson-stained fingers. They cut away slightly fuzzy bits and they lopped off the stems. Some had the job of mashing, some measured sugar, some juiced lemons and they all had turns stirring and scraping off the foam while it all bubbled on the stove. Great success!
They were so proud of their work and everyone took home a jar.