We have a tall fence that separates us from our neighbors to the back. But it really wouldn’t matter because on the other side of that fence is a mess of blackberry bushes. Think of the story of Br’re Rabbit and you can imagine the snarl of blackberries on the other side.
Of course blackberries don’t recognize fences or other kinds of boundaries and so they snake their way over to our side. I noticed that many of the arms that reached across the divide were loaded with fresh blackberries. So I naturally grabbed a container and started picking as many as I could.
Not all were sweet, in fact the vast majority caused us to make funny fish lip faces and we all felt a little naughty knowing they came from the neighbors.
Just another day in Project 365.