September 8, 2015

Wild Blackberries

We headed out to pick a bushel and came back with enough to toss into a peach crisp.  The year has been too dry and too hot, and most of the berries were either dried on the vine or too small and seedy. But we loved being in the woods, and oh, the smell of those blackberry bushes -- good for the soul!

1 comment:

  1. Your post made me think about when we use to go pick the berries with my mom. She would make pies and jelly if we got enough. I have enjoyed catching up with you this dark rainy day. We seemed to have missed the worse of the storms last night. Take care. Hugs and Prayers from Your Missouri Friend Shirley