I took George out for a walk the other day and grabbed my camera after putting on the macro lens. I wanted to see if the blackberries were ripening, and I got a sweet surprise.
I love fresh berries, and blackberries are one of my favorites. When the boys were younger, I used to give them little buckets and we'd go out berry picking. They'd eat as many as they picked, but we'd always get enough to bring home for me to make blackberry jam. I was really into the canning thing way back when and jam was actually pretty easy to produce.
They're not ripe yet in this picture, but I wanted to give you an idea of how many we'll have soon. Excuse me a minute while I swat this terribly annoying fly that's been dive-bombing me as I write this post. There. Take that, fly. I can't stand the little buggers and in the summer on a horse farm, they're just ubiquitous. Wow, that's a mouthful. And speaking of mouthfuls, I promise you, this one tasted wonderful.
One trick to blackberry picking is to wear a long-sleeved shirt to help protect you a from the stickers. I don't make jam like I used to, but I still enjoy collecting the berries. They're good over cereal or just like this.
Quiet day in Maryland. Sorry I forgot the Guessing Game again. I've just had a lot on my mind lately and maybe someday I'll tell you about it. But for now, I'm just taking walks and bike rides with George in my free time. Hope you all have a relaxing Independence Day weekend!