From the March 14, 1952 edition of the Vineyard Gazette:
This is a proper time of year to trot out last summer’s preserved blueberries for a pie or muffins or something. The taste is a notable prescription for what’s wrong with early March. What is wrong, if we may venture a limited diagnosis, is too much distance from last summer and too much from next summer. You might not think so much separation from the fullness of sunlight and various harvests that summer brings could be cured by berries and juice poured out of a jar.