So I decided to try out my foot today and take a little walk. It's been forever since I crippled myself and although I can't say the foot feels 100% okay, it's a whole lot better. So I put on my shorts and walking shirt and bra-like garment, grabbed my walking stick and struck out for the wild beyond.
Not really. Only down the sidewalk.
Not a whole lot has changed in Lloyd if you want to know the truth. Different things are blooming and there is more green than the last time I walked and oh yeah- the burnt remains of the house that burned down looks to have been cleared away. I wonder if the owner is going to try to put something else up there. I don't see how that would be possible. It looked hardly habitable when it was standing and no one would have insured the place. But you never know, I guess. Meanwhile, an RV is in the yard and I suppose that's where the owner is living now. Buddha's still sitting out front, keeping watch, looking placid.
When I got back I decided to make my jam. I dragged out the canning kettle and filled it and put jars in and set it to boil. I went over my mulberries, one by one, looking for stems I may have missed. I measured them out into my biggest pot that isn't a stockpot and estimated by reading recipes how much sugar I'd need. I had about twelve cups of berries, or maybe thirteen, and used six cups of sugar.
Y'all- jam is not good for us. That's all there is to it. Except for the fiber you might as well just pour pure high-fructose corn syrup over your biscuits.
I'd read that mulberries are almost devoid of pectin which is the substance in fruit that causes jams and jellies to thicken and I'd bought one box of Certo which is powdered pectin. After I boiled and mashed my berries with the sugar for a good while, I added the Certo, and then ladled the resulting sweet, deep purple concoction into my sterile jars, capped them, put them back in the canner and boiled them for ten minutes, took them out and they looked like this.