What a lovely reminder of a woman that enjoyed the art of homemade.
Her jam was legendary!!
And now are the last jars I'll ever receive. My husband keeps asking when I'll start using the jam, but for whatever reason I'm hesitant to open them. I just can't. So I'll keep taking pictures of them for a little while yet, till I get up the courage to have a little on toast.
The wooden box I have them in is a wonderful little gem that we found when we moved into this house. My husband was actually using it to store powerpoints and electrical gear downstairs in his workshop - silly man, didn't he realise what a vintage treasure he had... nope, and probably thinks I've gone a bit daft too.
The box has such a wonderful worn appearance, I'll be most certainly featuring it in a lot more of my photos. I can imagine it sitting proud on a floating shelf in the sitting room, holding all sorts of bits and bobs (and books) - or even on the dining table with a load of lovely white candles!
Cheerio!
L
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