The End of the World?


I found a recipe for rhubarb jam that I really wanted to try. Unfortunately it was cooked jam and I had to look like I was canning. I have often said that you will know when things are really bad, because I will start canning. No worries, I just made jam! And it is good, I may do it again next year.

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