With the girls away on vacation, Juana and I have a better than even chance to harvest and save some of the berries for Winter. While the blueberry bushes are now exhausted, the blackberry bushes are heavy with fruit, hanging down to almost the breaking point.
We haven’t picked for a few days and are rewarded with a full tray of harvests. Our fingers are dark, stained with the juice from today’s pickings. I pop a few into my mouth, savoring their sweet and potent taste. Even Dori, our new dog, gets into the act by grabbing and swallowing a few low-hanging fruits. Some we will keep to eat, others for jam, others to freeze. It’s a busy time as tomorrow we will be doing the same for the tomatoes.
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