“If you pick the black raspberries,
I’ll make you a pie.”
They ended up picking enough for 3 pies, and a bowl full of jam.
We call it “Club Black Raspberry.”
“If you pick the black raspberries,
I’ll make you a pie.”
They ended up picking enough for 3 pies, and a bowl full of jam.
We call it “Club Black Raspberry.”
I’m waiting on ours – they still aren’t ripe. I think are season is later.
Hope you are enjoying your family time. The pictures are heavenly.
Did I just say ‘are season’? Please, someone, get me some water. Obviously, I am brain-dead.
I love black raspberries. We used to pick them along the railroad tracks when I was a kid. My mom would freeze some from the summer and when it started to get cold, she’d pull them out for a little taste of summer.
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