Blackberries
Thanks to a neighbor’s generosity, blackberries grow once again in my garden on the ridge. I have always loved blackberries, they populate my childhood memories as well as those of my children. We enjoying making jelly and it became a traditional summer activity with my kids. The sweet-tart berries were the first plants in my ridge garden. But a few years ago I lost all my blackberry bushes. Then last fall I mentioned in passing to a neighbor that I missed my blackberries. Well the word spread along the ridge until it reached Ray, a life-long neighbor and friend, who this spring deposited twenty blackberry transplants from his garden on my front porch – I love life on the ridge.
The transplants are doing well. I’ll be sure to share some fav recipes at harvest time.
