Lately my son has been very diligent about picking blackberries. Now, mind you, most of them are not ripe yet, but some are coming due. He has been leaving jars full of them around the kitchen. I got the hint.
After a good rinsing the berries were mashed and cooked with some pectin and sugar.
Jars, lids, and
rings were resting on the counter clean, sterile, and ready.
Emptying the pot left me with.....
beautiful half-pint jars of goodness.
After ten minutes in a hot water bath I set them on a marble counter to cool.
They sealed perfectly and are awaiting a date with a hot biscuit.