Jamming

I've been spending the better part of February jamming.

And by that I mean fingers deep is crystal coloured jellies! Right from handpicking blackberries to gelling it up with sugar and packaging it with love and stripy twine.

Rowan took me down the garden path to the freshest of berries. He showed me the slightly matted blackberries at the tips of the bunch - for jam supreme.

We were alloted aisles 1-7. They were flush with ripe juicy packages as it's been quiet on the berry farm because of a very rainy New England.

Once I got those jams all bottled up I took Rowan's established style and finished it off with string. A different colour for a different jam.
Purple is for plum.

I just want to look at backlit jam all day
on wooden boards and with words made of string.

I'll let you know how business booms when we sell them at the local Armidale and Bellingen markets.

Here's my poster artwork dedicated to our jams at Neram Harvest, Armidale.

[current mood] Portuguese Tarts & Jazz-like music