This is a boy after my own heart. If there was one thing my Dad taught me growing up, that was how to pick berries...any kind of berries...strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, etc. I have discovered that we have an abundance of berries on our property (right along both sides of our 0.2 mile driveway) - especially blackberries. And this year they are plentiful and pretty good size. So I take Michael with me for a walk, and we pick berries - together.
We picked a whole bowl the first day...they are so yummy sugared, squashed and poured over vanilla ice cream!
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