For the last few weeks of August, one stand at the Farmer's Market sold Bear Lake Raspberries. It was the picture of hilarious abundance: tons and tons of berries, obviously the product of a season in which all the berries ripened like a thunderclap. They're gone now. But while they lasted? Fantastic. Mother made jam. I made raspberry ice cream. Iain doesn't care - he likes it all.
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