Rose Hip Jelly and Jam

“Can we assemble rose hip jelly?” asked my young (10) friend Alden as we walked along the beach bordered by sand dunes covered with beach roses. “These,” she said, pointing to the bright red jaw-breaker sized orbs in the thorny shrubs, “are rose hips. And mom

says humans build jelly out of them.” We were surrounded by thousands of them. “Sure!” said I. Thank God for the World Wide Web.

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