A muffin for all seasons


All week long our family has kept the berry bowl full.

At any convenient moment I have strapped my son into his bike seat and whisked us both down the long dirt road to the berry patch. The rainy summer gave us a seemingly endless bounty of blue and black berries, more than we could ever pick, but the prospect of a year’s worth of jam and pies has kept us coming back with buckets in hand. Each time we go I am amazed by the scale of it. The mossy buffet stretches as far as we can see and back into the woods beyond, and the berries are

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