Blackberry brambles line the old dirt track
Buckets in our hands and the sun on our backs,
One in the bucket, two in the child.
Picking these berries is gonna take a while.
And the fruits of the earth roll off in our hands;
Summer's easy pickin's in this red clay land.
The seasons all move to a master plan,
From blackberry blossoms to blackberry jam.
Every year when the blackberries that line our fence become ripe and I watch the kids meandering by the brambles staining their faces and hands while enjoying this sweet fruit, my mind fills with the song Blackberry Jam by Andy May.
Occasionally, if I'm lucky, the kids leave behind some blackberries, and I'm able to pick them.
I won't pretend to wholeheartedly enjoy the process of picking blackberries. My arms and hands inevitably end up scratched and poked to pieces, especially because there's always just one more berry beyond my reach, trapped within a mess of brambles and thorns.
But the jam that comes from those berries, especially the jam we consume in the winter with our homemade sourdough while we snuggle against the chill from outside, well, I'm able to live with a few scratches and pokes to have that.
And the Saturday Lunch, you won't find any blackberries here. We jammed them all this morning! But we did find some blueberries at the farmer's market to add to our eggs, potatoes, squash, onions and rosemary flatbread.
Oh, you're so lucky to have those blackberries! I have tried to plant them so any times, but I always kill them. :(ReplyDelete
oh, yummy! I concur- So lucky!ReplyDelete
Beautiful blackberries! I'm so glad the children left enough for you to jam. We are still waiting for our blackberries to ripen. Hopefully we will get to them before the bears.ReplyDelete
Oh how I do love reading your blog! Those blackberries look so yummy. I can imagine how they will bring you a little bit of summer sunshine in the midst of the cold winds of winter.ReplyDelete
MMMmmmmMMmmmm I so wish we could pick some locally in the wild.ReplyDelete
Oh yum Joy! We are now going on daily walks to check our wild blackberries. We still have a couple of weeks at least though :(ReplyDelete
I lived in Washington State for the summer and our favorite thing to do was pick wild black berries. O I haven't had anything that delicious in a while!ReplyDelete