I have the Beverly Hillbillies theme song running through my mind as of late.
“. . . and then one day he was shootin’ at some food,
& up through the ground comes a bubblin’ crude,
oil that is Black Gold, Texas Tea . . .”
It is black-raspberry season, and I love it. I know, in the song they were singing about oil being black gold, but, for now, I’ll accept raspberries!
There are a lot of good reasons to pick black raspberries:
It is relaxing —even meditative
They taste great! Yeah, some don’t make it into the house and into the oatmeal!
The view is beautiful from the garden
You find out that German Shepherds are more than watch-dogs. I mean, really? Auggie has learned all the life pleasures above and can even decipher the ripe from “not quite so ready yet!” It is definitely more fun when your dog picks berries with you!
Have a great day!
Enjoying the Adventure, (Time to pick more raspberries!)
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