We have wild blackberries, a few bushes facing south, more to the east, some north, some west. South-facers near the Fertile Crescent came ripe first, but the most delicious and mild-flavored ones came off of the canes that have been getting morning sun. I went down after my wakeup coffee and picked about a cup’s worth, then ate them with the last tablespoon I had of lightly sweetened whole-milk yogurt cream. Nancy’s recipe, heavenly.
It’s the end of summer planting this week and the beginning of fall. The last of the melons will go in over the next few days, the last corn, and the first carrots and parsnips. Some beets, too.
