Sunday, May 12, 2013

Blackberry Jam


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





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

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

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

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  4. 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. 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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