Very promising. I have to go and harvest some strawberries for breakfast (it's 6.29 a.m. and (first thing in the morning) I've just written a record ... ;-)
I have a love/hate thing with growing strawberries...I love eating them but I hate that each plant doesn't mature it's berries at the same time!! One or two a day just isn't cool!! :D But watching those little green babies get all red and sweet is good patience practice!!
Yummy! My kids were born and raised in Kuwait. One summer when they were little, we went back to visit my aunt in Michigan. You should have seen the two boys when they found a blackberry bush in her backyard. They were so excited you would have thought they had struck gold. :) Enjoy and have a great rest of the week. Tammy
Mmmm...raspberries?...eaten straight from picking (I never have the patience to wait...!)
Oh, I love raspberries. Angélique and I have just been cherry picking from the trees scattered amongst the vineyards.
Thanks all! These are actually wild black raspberries, called "black caps" locally. Smaller than cultivated raspberries, they're black when fully ripe.
Berries are the best. I always enjoy your poems. I think that you should publish them.
Oh! I was channeling you on Wednesday when I found out we have wild black raspberries growing on our empty lot - went back today to pick, and oh, are they good.
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