Last year we had almost no blackberries to speak of; the ones we did have were small and had almost no flavor. So this year I waited anxiously for what I hoped would be a better season.
All during the springtime when the berry vines were blossoming I persuaded Nolemana not to cut them back. I wanted blackberries! I was willing to brave the pokes and scratches from the vines (get thorns, yeah?) in order to get them.
So Sunday Nolemana and I drove down to the end of the driveway for some pickin’ time. First I stopped to take a photo of the crookneck squash I’d planted down there to see if it’d produce anything. The soil is really junk and the bush isn’t very large, but it actually had a squash, its second one!
Then on to the blackberries! They aren’t huge like they were two years ago, but the ripe ones have plenny flavor.
They’re pretty to look at, too.
Musubi wanted to have his photo taken, but his feeties were getting poked so he got back into the car right away.
There are tons of berries!
Here’s some ripe ones!
This is how many there are along the driveway.
Yum, yum!! I was having visions of blackberry cobbler, blackberry pie, blackberries on my cereal….
…and blackberry jam and blackberry pie…
But try look da thorns!! Savage, I tell you!
After just a few minutes, I had this much.
Nolemana and I have two different styles of picking the berries, each with its own advantage. His way is to take the clippers and clip off a branch with lots of berries, then take the berries off at the car. The disadvantage to this way is that lots of unripe berries get clipped off at the same time. But at the car, he can hold the pokey branch and not get so many scratches as he takes off the good berries.
Aside from just going foa broke and picking the berries one by one and getting scratched, I put my bowl under a full branch and then pick the berries. All the pokey branches are held by the bowl. No disadvantages at all.
And wikiwiki, I get dis many!
We fill up a lot of baskets. All for free!
So near and yet so far…
These ones are a gift to all the birds that are waiting for us to leave!
Ho da ‘ono! Blackberry season!! Pretty nice, considering blackberries are called the Oregon State weed!