The Times - Serving Waitsburg, Dayton and the Touchet Valley

As any avid gardener can attest to, the passing of each season is measured less by specific days on the calendar, and more by the fluid schedule of when certain plants bloom or have edibles ready to harvest. This week, just as the last strawberries were picked, the first of our raspberries were perfectly ripe on the canes. The first batch picked were quickly made into jars of sweet jam, a preserving of sunshine to enjoy in the colder months. Since we also had some lovely rhubarb from our side yard ready to use, it seemed the appropriate time to make another summer pie. Not that there is ever r...