Sunday, May 12, 2013

Blackberry Jam


                         ... in a jar of blackberry jam / my mother's last summer



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10 comments:

  1. Arnisha May 12, 2013 at 5:45 AM

    beautiful...

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    1. Teresa EvangelineMay 12, 2013 at 7:52 AM

      Thank you...

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    2. UnknownMay 17, 2013 at 5:31 PM

      The blackberry blooms are glorious here. This could be the best year ever.

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    3. Teresa EvangelineMay 17, 2013 at 5:38 PM

      That sounds encouraging! Make some jam!

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  2. AnonymousMay 12, 2013 at 4:00 PM

    I wonder how this century will turn out. Will there still be home-made jam?

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    1. Teresa EvangelineMay 12, 2013 at 5:47 PM

      Oh, I hope so. perhaps there will be a turning back to all this. Life just might necessitate it ... and that would actually make me happy.

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  3. StevenMay 17, 2013 at 10:52 AM

    Nice. Very nice. Now I want a warm English muffin with blackberry jam on it.

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  4. StevenMay 30, 2013 at 4:24 PM

    I just listened an old song from the mid 60's by B.J. Thomas entitled "Mama." It made me think of this poem and my mother. Hmmmmm. Coincidence?

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    1. Teresa EvangelineMay 30, 2013 at 4:36 PM

      What a great song that is. I love everything B.J. Thomas has recorded. So glad you were reminded of this poem...

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