Yesterday I had a craving for fruit. We had plenty in the freezer, but I wanted some fresh fruit and I wanted it bad. Then I realized the blackberries were probably ripe. It inspired me to put Bracken in the pack and head up with the dogs behind our house. We enjoyed a few red huckleberries we spotted on the way up.
The blue/purple ones weren’t ripe yet. I will be sure to keep my eye on them…
Along the path in the woods, I spotted some bright orange lobster mushrooms. I set them on this log so I didn’t have to carry them while picking blackberries. We picked them up again on the way back down.
Picking blueberries with a baby in the pack is great. Picking blackberries with a baby in the pack is quite another story. The trail was overgrown so I had to cut my way through blackberries to get to the picking spot. Bracken kept trying to grab the thorny branches, so I had to maneuver quickly to pick a berry and pull away again before he could grab something poky. Then he fell asleep in the pack and that made picking much easier.
We came home to surprise Jeff with the bounty. We feasted on fresh picked blackberries, still warm from the sun. Jeff sauteed the mushrooms with our breakfast scramble this morning.
While we sliced brightly colored beets to experiment with a new recipe (beet chips), I was so moved by this scene. The sight of beautiful food makes me really happy. And eating it is even better.