What a glorious sunny day! I love autumn. We’ve just been on a local walk and our hands are stained purple from picking blackberries. There was no room in the freezer so I have set about making bramble jelly. There is something soothing about stirring jam and waiting for it to set. A chance to stop and think about God’s provision, lilies of the valley and all that. (Tomorrow’s harvest No. 2 sermon is still rewriting itself in my head). There are now identical jars of red jam on my shelf; damson jam, blackcurrent jelly and bramble jelly. Do I make some labels or take pot luck at breakfast? Yum!