This is Granny's jam pan, given me last year by my lovely mum in law, Jessie. When she found out about my newly re-discovered love of growing my own and preserving my own, she passed this on to me. Used by her Mum and then by her and now by me, a real bit of useful family history. It's fed many generations with many different foodstuffs. All gathered with love and stored carefully away for less fruitful times.
Of course, I had a shiny jam pan of my own that I used regularly, but now I have two, they sit side by side in this photo on my lovely Aga. Warming up ready for jam making. For a special batch of jam making. I had promised Lovely Hubby a special treat for his Mum when we go back to see her this weekend, some homemade jam made in grannys jam pan. Now I've given her many jars in the past but this was to be special, our homegrown fruit and made in Grannys' pan rather than mine, and I was slightly worried that I didn't have any good enough fruit left growing on the farm for this extra special order.
When I walked the dogs yesterday we set off in our less usual direction, and after telling you there were barely any blackberries gowing on the bushes round the farm, suddenly they were everywhere, perfectly shaped large blackberries, gloriously ripe and just waiting to be picked especially for Jessie. I dashed back to the house and got my bowl and chose only the finest, juiciest fruits, the ones that my eyes alighted on first, the bowl filled rapidly and still they were everywhere, but I held firm to my resolve and left lots for the the birds.
After picking some apples from our old apple tree I took my treasures into the house to wash them.
Now I just have to decide which jam pan to use.
There's really no question is there!!