but rather than taking my camera out in the morning when I head into the garden, I've been focused on the much more important task of berry picking.
There's something intensely satisfying about the juicy thud that a raspberry makes when it's dropped into a large yogurt container. Also the glow of the red berries when the morning sun touches them through the leaves... like poetry to my eyes. I love picking berries. It's my latest just for me thing to do. I head out before the husband leaves for work and fill a container with those enticing ruby red treasures.
I also annihilate a few slugs, pull up a few weeds, pick some pees and disturb the ants that have decided to make the strawberry plants their home base. It's satisfying and I get to feel like I've gotten something good done at the start of the day since the Bean is still a big time napper.
I'm keenly looking forward to the wild blackberries at the end of our street to ripen...
Fingers crossed I'll take the camera out and shoot a few of those berries before they fill up my bucket
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
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I loved going out to the county and helping my grandmother pick wild plums that we would take home and use to make jam! One of my favorite memories!
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