Dreaming of Berries:
It's not Spring yet, at least not where I live. Snow stubbornly hugs to the sides of fences and the back yards. Soon though, I will be thinking about my garden. This year, I would like a garden full of berries: gooseberries, saskatoon berries, red currents, raspberries and strawberries. Never mind vegetables. I'll pick up fresh veggies at the market. It's berries I crave. It's also how I manage to get through our long winters: jam and tea, tea and jam. This year I had the pleasure of tasting berry tea and berry jams from the Arctic and Labrador. Cloud berry and crow berry are my two favourites. Considering how these berry bushes manage to survive in such harsh conditions, perhaps this is what makes them all the sweeter.
I'm all out of jams; both my own jam and jams from far away. In the meantime, I look at my bunch of dried berries hanging from my window and remind myself that it won't be long now before spring....
Last year, I wrote a story about my theatre friend Reneltta Arluk. Her theatre company's name is Akpik Theatre, which translates into Cloudberry Theatre. If you'd like to read the story I wrote about her, just click below and enjoy. But make sure you make yourself a nice hot cup of tea first!