tasmanian raspberries

01 May 2012

A venture to destination Cradle Mountain in May saw an inpromptue raspberry harvest. 21 punnets later, from my Aunty Max's orchard, nestled in the creases and folds of the northern Tasmanian greenery, the raspberries fuelled us during our foggy eyed starts to the Cradle summit.

Still have some jam from the brilliant bright berries for vivid memory of the picking, eating and transforming of. Raspberry jam now leaves me with the feeling of height and clear air, as I recall it was at the top of the towering peak!