The Tangrens

Every year growing up we went to my grandmothers house to pick her gigantic red and black raspberries. We'd stand there with buckets tied to our waists (it would free up our hands to pick) that often fell to between our ankles. We'd load up the raspberries that would fill our buckets quite quickly and head off heavy laden to the farm house where we would either eat them until we'd get sick or make them into freezer jam. This week we were the full time keepers of the garden with our gracious hosts on vacation. And they have raspberries. Not as big as the ones at my grandmothers but raspberries no less. So I decided that I would make freezer jam with what raspberries we could gather. And I was soooo excited to get my preserving underway! I was so excited to get started that I don't have any pictures of the process but I do have some of the end result.
This morning I was craving a taste so I put it on my peanut butter toast. It was yummy. Hyrum wanted a taste too he really liked it as well and kept asking for more...
Then as I looked at him I realized he had the look of someone who wanted to start a life of crime
Hummm.... Let's hope not.