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The Inspiration

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Dear Jam Lover,

Isn't jam one of life's most wonderful things. Sweet, delicious and it always makes you feel happy.

I wanted to create a jam, steeped in childhood memories and abundant in the joys of being an adult.

So, jams with tipple it was!

A wonderful poem by Adine Stephens Clark really set me to my days as a child with my grandma, so I thought it only fitting to begin with an excerpt here. I hope you enjoy...


STRAWBERRY JAM

FRESH RIPE JUICY STRAWBERRIES
PICKED IN AN OLD DENTED DISH PAN,
PICKED, INSPECTED, AND WASHED
THEN PREPARED TENDERLY READY TO CAN.

THE OLD WOOD COOK STOVE
HOT AND READY TO USE THAT JUNE DAY,
A KETTLE WAS COOKING THE BERRIES
GRANDMA WAS STIRRING - "COME ON IN" SHE'D SAY.

THE JARS WERE ALL WASHED AND CLEANED
LINED UP ON THE KITCHEN TABLE,
GRANDMA KNEW WHAT WAS GOING INSIDE
SHE NEVER MARKED OR HAD TO ADD A LABEL.

THE SUGAR HAD BEEN ADDED TO THE BERRIES
THEY HAD BEEN MASHED AND CRUSHED,
NOW THEY WERE SIMMERING ON THE STOVE
TURNED INTO NOTHING BUT RIPE RED MUSH.

I WOULD GET MYSELF A STRAIGHT BACK CHAIR
SIT AND VISIT FOR A SPELL,
LISTEN TO THE STORIES THAT GRANDMA
OFTEN ENJOYED TO SHARE AND TELL.

THE BERRIES HAD COOKED VERY SLOW
THEY WERE ALMOST READY TO CAN,
THICK AND TASTY AND ALWAYS WERE DELICIOUS
THESE STRAWBERRIES WOULD SOON BE JARS OF JAM.

Written by: Adine Stephens Clark
May 27. 2011