Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Rich flavour and aroma of raspberry memories
Oh the joys of summer fruit. Raspberries remind me of the imminent birth of my lovely daughter, who arrived in the midst of the fragrant season of jam-making.
I nursed her beneath the shade and scent of a large wisteria and then we laid her to sleep on her quilt on the grass in the garden. That blanket was a blue and red design, made by a friend.
The house, meanwhile, was fragrant with the smell of raspberry jam cooking.
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