It’s been another great year for blackberries in our yard. Although, remember how much jam I made last year? It’s a good thing we still have a little (of this, and of that), because this year I’ve been eating All The Fruit about as fast as we can pick it.
These pictures are from last weekend. I went out yesterday evening and discovered the harvest is finally slowing down. But when the harvest is good EVERYBODY gets in on it. Om, nom nomnomnomnom…
I spent 30 minutes picking berries with the boys. Watching them nibble the ripe berries off the shrubs is hilarious. The thickets are so dense it’s easy to loose track of them, all of a sudden there’d be a rustle nearby and one of the dogs would come out of a patch so dense that I hadn’t even thought to check it for berries. Along with the dogs: the chickens, wild birds, and wildlife have all been feasting on berries for weeks now.
We have about a quart in the freezer which means we’ve eaten another 3 or 4 quarts fresh! And there are still berries out there, some molding slowly on the vine because even with the help of the wildlife we can’t keep up…