After approximately 12 hours of cherry jamming yesterday I woke up dreaming about the stuff. A sickness perhaps? Too lazy to get out of bed I sent my dear roommate and fellow jam Queen a text wishing her a good morning and pleading for scones. It may be the hottest day of the summer but she was kind enough to return to the kitchen and in no time at all we were enjoying the fruits of our labor. Absolutely delish. Like cherry pie for breakfast. A perfect way to celebrate the weekend and preserve the flavor of the season.