How on earth did we get this deep into summer already? Visiting with a friend this weekend, she mentioned having just pulled her garlic. How can that be, I thought, we live so close to one another and mine can't be ready yet, can it? Of course it was. I pulled all of that this weekend, and harvested what surely must be the last of the raspberries too, making one more round of jam (this one is a must-make each year).
We're in a beautiful little pocket of time where the raspberries, blueberries and blackberries have a few days of all being ripe together. It's delightful, really, to find ourselves in that corner of our farm, able to go from one berry to the other. The raspberries are on their way out though, so really it's just a quick minute that they're all together like this. Just like summer really - so incredibly fleeting, but so ridiculously abundant in that little moment. What a gift it is!
