Picking berries

In April it was Strawberry pickin' time. Then the Raspberries started ripening; they come bits at a time over a long season. Now, it's Blackberry pickin' time. They too ripen over time. So far we've picked a whole lot and there's more than that still ripening on the vines.

Yesterday, after work, I was pickin' Blackberries so I could take some to Laura and my next door neighbor came out and helped me pick while we chatted. Then, her friend arrived and she helped pick too. Remember, we have no fences around our yard. It stuck me how uniquely Southern this little experience was (is). Rachel, my neighbor, knows that she can pick all the berries on her side of the bushes (I planted them on the property line) but she wasn't picking for herself. She said she had all we wanted and she was filling up my bowls (4 large ones all together). It's just another thing I love about living here. (There are so many that I'm going to start sharing and labeling them.)

So far we've had Blackberry cobbler and I've made Blackberry jam. Someone at work told me what he likes to so with them and we're going to try it. He washes and dries the berries and then promptly freezes them. Then, he'll put a portion of frozen berries in a whole and pour sweetened condensed milk (or evaporated milk mixed with sugar) over them and stir quickly. The milk freezes onto the berries and it makes a creamy frozen treat. Now doesn't that sound wonderful? We'll see if it's as good as it sounds. There are berries in the freezer now.