Picking Blackberries

"Hurt So Good"
First i would like to thank some friends of ours going on vacation this summer. Diane and Tim asked if we would keep an eye out on there place while they were gone and if we wanted some veggies from the garden, also if we liked blackberries. Diane showed me a wild berry patch in the back of there property that was loaded with berries. Well that's when my trip down memory lane started. The last time i picked blackberries, was when i was 12 or 13 yrs. old . My late grandmother Fair lived with us and was a very old fashion woman and was the best cook in the world to me.( nobody cook better than grandmas). She would make the biggest and best blackberry cobblers and jelly that you have ever eaten. (Its been a long time and felt so good to think back on those days.) But back to picking berries. Over the course of there vacation i picked about 2 gal. of wild blackberries and remembered why you need to cover up really good. Between the thorns sticking me and the darn mosquitoes sucking my blood, it was a couple of great days to remember back when.