Ernie’s Mom is in the hospital. She’s been in ICU since Thursday. The most they seem able to find is a kidney infection. It’s playing havoc with her BP and BS readings.
Monday, a co-worker invited us to his place to pick wild plums…if you’re not familiar with the taste of the wild plums…they’re WONDERFUL! And small. Mostly about the size of a marble with a little seed and a small amount of fruit.
As a child, I picked them off the neighbor’s fenceline. The trees grew with wild abandon and poked through the boards and over the top dripping lovely wild plums in season. I haven’t tasted a wild plum since I left that neighborhood at the age of 9.
The co-worker has offered us trees of our own come Fall. You can bet we’ll be there with buckets and shovels!
In the meantime, Monday evening, we picked 2 bags of plums. Ernie helped me get them cooked, juiced and pulped. I left them til Thursday night as I couldn’t use my arm to do anything anyway. I did get a steroid injection yesterday afternoon. Can’t see any improvement today…maybe it takes a little more time.
This morning, Ernie got down my jars, washed them all. Filled the water bath and put it on to heat. He headed for Sweetwater and the hospital. I slowly got down to business.
After I cleaned up THAT mess, I pulled out the jars of juice and made 4 pints and 1 half pint of Wild Plum Jelly. Been years since I’m made jelly. We prefer jam, but…couldn’t waste that juice!
You know what’s really magical to me…the slurry is so ugly and drab until the sugar is added. At that point, it turns a lovely shade of wine red and if you’re making jelly from the juice, it turns translucent! Now how does that happen??