Pick Your Own

I only do domestic goddess twice a year, and what with one thing and another I missed the marmalade orange window earlier. I was fretting about not having time or energy to make jam this year either, when a wise friend went all Zen on me and pointed out that the strawberries will return again next year. 

I ignored him and went off to find a strawberry field. There is really nothing more satisfying than seeing all those jars lined up in the cupboard, neatly labelled in my own very best handwriting. As another Zen scholar said, there is only one way to achieve lasting happiness. That way is simple - make jam.