Picking Elderberries

Monday evening, Harland and I grabbed a couple of buckets and hand clippers, hopped into the truck, and drove up the road. About a mile from our house, we stopped to pick ripe elderberries. The head-high plants grow wild in roadside ditches and streambanks all around our area.

Elderberries are a good source of vitamin C (they have 3 times as much as oranges), and the berries can be eaten raw, cooked or dried. I’ve seen them all my life, but until last year I didn’t know what they were. This year when they bloomed back in May, I decided to make jelly when the berries appeared.

It didn’t take long for Harland and me to fill our buckets with the berry clusters, and it was just after sunset when we headed home. I put them into the fridge and then last night I sat down to pick them off their stems.

Kitty helped watched. (No task around my house goes unnoticed by Kitty)

My jelly recipe calls for 4 pounds.

Two hours later at 9pm, I had only picked 2.5 pounds!

Kitty was exhausted from helping watching.

And I was just plain exhausted. So I cleaned up and went to bed. Tonight, after supper, I’ll do more picking. I hope this will be worth it. I’ve never had elderberry jelly before, but I tasted one of the berries and they taste ok, so we’ll see.

Anybody else out there ever make anything from elderberries?

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