I have fond memories of Grandma sending me and my cousin out to pick blackberries. Sometimes she made blackberry pie and sometimes we just put them in a bowl with a little sugar on top.
We always came back covered in chigger bites but it was worth it. This was back in the 50s and not every sq in of land was owned. The blackberries were just growing wild everywhere and anyone could just go pick some.
I have fond memories of Grandma sending me and my cousin out to pick blackberries. Sometimes she made blackberry pie and sometimes we just put them in a bowl with a little sugar on top.
We always came back covered in chigger bites but it was worth it. This was back in the 50s and not every sq in of land was owned. The blackberries were just growing wild everywhere and anyone could just go pick some.
.. think I might describe paradise in such a way
thanks for the reminder :)
Thank you, for sharing your wonderful memories!💜