We have wild blackberries that we have encouraged to grow on our property. These are adequate for eating out-of-hand or for adding to the morning bowl of yogurt. But when we want a big bunch of berries for making cobblers, jam, and freezing for future use, we head for the backroads of Chatham County searching for the mother lode of berries. By "we" I mean me and Rouse the Spouse. We both love berries and all the good things that can be made with berries, so it's become an annual team project.
Today was the day! We donned protective clothing, applied insect repellent, and pushed into the brambles. This year we were rewarded with the biggest, sweetest, juiciest, most prolific crop we've ever witnessed in these parts. We stopped at 10 pounds of berries … enough to share with our son and daughter-in-law, dry freeze a quart bag full, sugar pack two more quarts, fill up 8 jars of blackberry jam, and try a new
berry cobbler recipe. That's what I call a good day!
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