Well, it’s July, it’s hot, and that means it’s time to jump in the pool briar patch. Say whaaaaat? Yes, it’s time to pick some blackberries!
Forget the swimsuit. It’s time to put on your tall leather boots, your best thorn resistant pants, a big brimmed hat, and a long sleeved shirt you don’t mind ripping to shreds or dowsing with your favorite garden variety (no pun intended) chigger repellant. Mix that repellant with a little hard-earned sweat and you’ll be a soggy mess before you know it. You’re in, right?
So Don, bro-in-law Charles and I went to the family farm Saturday to do us some berry picking. Here’s Charles reaching in to pick that one ripe berry.

What a classy style and fine technique. You see, Charles is actually a blackberry pickin’ master. His parents groomed him as a young child for this moment by taking him to the most challenging blackberry patches around. They were filled not only with berries and chiggers but wasps! Oh how he hated those wasps. So here he is in a wasp free zone pickin’ the low hanging fruit.
Well, hmmmm … what are we to do when the berries are plentiful and we come home with more than we thought we would? Give some to others? Check. Ask Don to make some of his could be award-winning blackberry cobbler? Check. Freeze some? Check. Learn how to make preserves and can some? Working on it.
So this morning I woke up in the mood for baking some homemade blackberry muffins and to document this unusual event I decided to also get out my camera. It seemed like a great time for stock photography because who doesn’t need a little yummy in the tummy AND a little extra income on the side?
So here’s stock photo #1. You’re supposed to forget any aforementioned suggestion of DEET and look at this mouth watering bowl of blackberries and think of such sale worthy keywords as “organic,” “healthy” and “antioxidants.”

Stock photo #2 is in fact a Pinterest wannabe:

Stock photo #3 is pretty much the same scene but shot at a different angle.

Stock photo #4 is the finished product – homemade muffins on a plate Scott made in kindergarten. Aw …

So what are we baking up next? Well, I think perhaps in honor of that time honored British lawn tennis tourney known as Wimbledon, we’ll be serving up blackberry lemon scones at tea time. You may have to follow me on Instagram @maryricephoto to see if they really pan out.
Thanks for grinnin’ and pickin’ my blog. Happy summer ya’ll.

Delightful blog. I still remember as a child going blackberry picking in the woods behind our home. In fact had a scar on my leg for years from a deep scratch from climbing a barbed wire fence. But my the berries were yummy and Mother was a great baker. Hope you all enjoyed your trip up East.
On Sun, Jul 7, 2019 at 10:05 PM Mary Rice’s blog wrote:
> Mary Rice posted: ” Well, it’s July, it’s hot, and that means it’s time to > jump in the pool briar patch. Say whaaaaat? Yes, it’s time to pick some > blackberries! Forget the swimsuit. It’s time to put on your tall leather > boots, your best thorn resistant pants, a big bri” >
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Well that’s quite a memory! Bet you didn’t go over that fence again. Yes, had a wonderful trip. Love New England summers. Almost blogged on it; may still. More likely to just put some of the images on Instagram.
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