Blackberry Apple Jelly

Blackberry Apple Jelly
Blackberry Apple Jelly
August is the busiest month on our small farm—harvesting sweet corn, pumpkins, and pickling cucumbers. But I always make time for this jelly. The apples are from our old-fashioned orchard, and the blackberries grow wild along our creek. It's usually gone by January!
  • Preparing Time: 15 minutes
  • Total Time: 30 minutes
  • Served Person: 9
  • 8 cups sugar
  • 1/4 cup bottled lemon juice
  • 1-1/4 cups water
  • 2 ounces each) liquid fruit pectin
  • additional water
  • 3 pounds blackberries (about 2-1/2 quarts)
  • 7 medium apples
  • bottled apple juice optional
  • Carbohydrate 19.5488222222222 g
  • Cholesterol 0 mg
  • Fat 0.240644444444444 g
  • Fiber 3.39733346833123 g
  • Protein 0.368044444444444 g
  • Saturated Fat 0.0396355555555556 g
  • Serving Size 1 1 half-pints. (430g)
  • Sodium 49611.7873648116 mg
  • Sugar 16.151488753891 g
  • Trans Fat 0.118906666666667 g
  • Calories 74 calories

Blackberry Apple Jelly: A Taste of Summer

The scent of ripe blackberries and crisp apples fills the air as August unfolds on our farm. It's a busy time, a whirlwind of sweet corn harvests, pumpkin picking, and preparing enough pickling cucumbers to last through the winter. But amidst the chaos, there's one tradition I simply cannot miss: making blackberry apple jelly.

Our old-fashioned orchard yields the most perfect apples, tart and sweet in just the right measure. And then there are the blackberries, plump and juicy, growing wild along the creek that runs through our property. It's a little slice of heaven, a secret bounty that only nature can provide. Gathering those blackberries is a cherished memory, a chance to slow down and appreciate the simple beauty of the season. I often bring my children, who run and laugh as we carefully pick the best berries, their small hands full of delicious treasures.

The process itself is a labor of love, a testament to the simple pleasures of homemade goodness. It starts with the gentle simmering of blackberries, their rich aroma filling the kitchen. Then come the apples, carefully prepared, their sweetness adding a delightful counterpoint to the blackberry's tartness. The straining of the juices is a patient task, but the reward is well worth the effort—a clear, vibrant liquid, the essence of summer captured in a jar.

The final step, the moment when the jelly begins its magical transformation, is nothing short of enchanting. As the sugar and pectin work their alchemy, the mixture thickens, taking on the consistency of liquid gold. The process reminds me of the way life unfolds; at first it seems a simple act, yet within that act lies so much wonder. It's this process, that brings me quiet joy and a deeper appreciation for the simple things in life.

And then there are the jars, carefully filled and sealed, each one a tiny vessel holding the essence of summer's bounty. These jars aren't just filled with jelly; they're filled with memories, with the warmth of the sun, the laughter of children, and the quiet satisfaction of a task well done. They are a reminder of time spent with family and a testament to the simple pleasures that make life so sweet. It’s a tradition that brings immense joy. As winter chills arrive and snow falls outside, I can open a jar of this special jelly, and for a moment, it feels like summer again. The taste transports me to that time, back to the orchard, and the creek's edge, a warmth and happiness that nothing else can bring.

The most delightful aspect of this whole endeavor? Seeing the reaction on people’s faces when they taste it. It's more than just jelly; it's a story, a taste of our lives and our love for creating something special. The jars are quickly emptied, becoming a tangible expression of the abundance of our harvest and the sweetness of our lives. This is more than a recipe; it's a tradition, a legacy, a taste of home.

This recipe is more than a collection of ingredients; it’s a culmination of years spent tending to our little piece of paradise, a connection to our history, a story whispered in every spoonful. I'm eager to share this cherished tradition with you, hoping it will bring a touch of our small farm's magic to your table. Each jar is a reminder of a simple life, filled with the beauty of nature's abundance.

So, take some time this August. Embrace the season's bounty. And create something beautiful, something delicious, something to savor—something that tastes just like home.

Step-by-step

    • In a Dutch oven, bring blackberries and water to a boil. Reduce heat; simmer 5 minutes.
    • Line a strainer with four layers of cheesecloth and place over a bowl. Place berry mixture in strainer; cover with edges of cheesecloth. Let stand 30 minutes or until strained, reserving juice and discarding pulp.
    • Remove and discard stems and blossom ends from apples (do not pare or core); cut into small pieces.
    • Place in the Dutch oven; add just enough water to cover. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat; simmer 20 minutes or until apples are tender.
    • Strain through a cheesecloth-lined strainer, reserving juice and discarding pulp.
    • Measure the reserved blackberry and apple juices; return to the pan. If necessary, add water or bottled apple juice to equal 4 cups.
    • Stir in lemon juice, then sugar. Bring to a full rolling boil over high heat, stirring constantly.
    • Stir in pectin. Continue to boil 1 minute, stirring constantly.
    • Remove from heat; skim off foam.
    • Carefully ladle hot mixture into nine hot sterilized half-pint jars, leaving 1/4-in. headspace. Wipe rims. Center lids on jars; screw on bands until fingertip tight.
    • Place jars into canner simmering water, ensuring that they are completely covered with water. Bring to a boil; process 5 minutes.
    • Remove jars and cool.