A few weeks ago we went to pick strawberries. They were late this year, because of the extended winter.
Reid was a champion berry picker. Cort was close behind, very intent on finding the perfect berries.
Then there was Pierce. Who picked seven berries. That's right, seven in his bucket. But see the slight bulge in his belly?
In the end, we got enough to make jam. And this year? My strawberry jam set perfectly!
Readers, what is your favorite flavor of jam?