Lovely gluts

Why is glut such an unattractive word?  I was thinking that as I was wading in through the jostaberry bushes this morning, picking and picking and picking.

It is fantastic bounty. And all I have to do is be creative about processing it.

So far these berries (a cross between gooseberries and black currants) have been turned into pots and pots of jam, cake, two rather splendid tarts.  

And if I have time, I’ll make jostabery cordial tomorrow as well.