I didn't think it was going to happen this year. The kitchen is still not completely put back together. Other deadlines loom and the girls seem to be busier this summer than in years past. My time is so limited these days. But on a whim Sunday afternoon, I called the berry farm for Monday's hours. When they said that if I wanted to pick today, I'd have to be in the field by 4:30, I took a quick look at my watch. 3:00. If we left right away, we'd be there by 3:30….oh, why not? We went.
After 40 minutes of picking, the girls and I had amassed three gallons (14 pounds!) of berries. So on Monday (and Tuesday) I made what had seemed impossible possible. The kitchen is messier than when I started, but it doesn't matter. We'll all be happier for the mess because I was able to squeeze it in this year.
I made jam.