Raspberries, with their vivid color and their beautiful balance of sweetness and tartness jostled with the faintest note of flowers, bring me back to summer time when everything - the sky, the grass, the garden, and the trees - seems joyously and vividly alive. As this winter inches far too slowly into spring, and the persistently gray, overcast days and impossibly long nights of the Pacific Northwest wear me down, I find myself rattling away in the kitchen on those darkest of mornings doing what I can with pots and a spoon to bring summer back.
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