I have raspberries growing on our land. We have two acres with a small gully. On either side of the gully are raspberry bushes. This has been the first year that I have really taken advantage of them. Every other day I have been out side, in the skeeter busy muck, with the wellies on, picking raspberries. I have picked 6 quarts of raspberries. I froze them because I was afraid that they would mold before I had enough to make jam. I will gloat and remember the summer some time in January as I pour them into pancakes or muffins.
It was a learning experience. After the first day I learned that I should wear long pants tall boots , long sleeves, and a hat to keep the inch worms out of my hair. I learned that not all buzzing sounds are from mosquitos the hard way ...ouch!)
The local farm stand has a u-pick raspberries. A pint for 2.00 or a quart for 5.00. Ouch. I am indeed a wealthy woman. Okay , maybe a little frugal too. Then as if the manna could not taste better I found blackberries. They have a shaper thorn bite but worth every little jab.
But the days grow short and other fruits beckon to be harvested and the berries don't fill a cup any longer.