Dreamt J came to Olin and kept cats

Yesterday I finished the plackets on the black shirt and the daisy print. After lunch I pulled apart the freezer and found 2 kilos of sour cherries and a mixed kilo of blueberries, strawberries, and rhubarb. I set them all to thaw and researched recipes while the preserving pan went through the dishwasher, since it had got sludged by the backed-up sink the night before. I made a batch of mixed berry jam with lemon zest, then while it was in the canner tried to find reference to the weird white foam effect plaguing the cherries. They’d been packed in sugar but weren’t marked with a date, so it was probably severe freezer burn.

I poked around Hoopla for more by Shannon Hale and decided to quit on the goose girl series in favor of Book of a Thousand Days. It is excellent so far; a story of a princess bricked up in a tower, told by her resourceful and endlessly delighted ladies’ maid. Set in eastern asia, somewhere with steppes and yaks and mare’s milk.

Dinner, then consulted with P on the cherries. On tasting, decided they weren’t worth saving. Bummer. Crossword, Sherlock, snack (made some salted honey to drizzle on the nut and seed bars, 💯will duplicate on the rest of them), sleep.