We couldn’t help but notice the wild blackberries growing along the road. We live on a dirt road so it is easy to notice when the they are ripe.

So one evening after dinner, we put on long jeans and high top shoes and starting walking along our road with a large baggie in hand.

Well, the first time we went blackberry picking I got stung by a wasp and my hand and arm swelled up about three inches up my arm. My skin was so tight I thought it would break. I must admit, my hand looked good with no wrinkles. tee hee We saw a small skinny 8 inch long snake, too.

We went blackberry picking last night and we saw the wasps before they saw us this time. I had been warning Bonnie to watch out for snakes and when she steps into tall grass to stop and listen before going further. Sure enough she heard a noise and ran (like the smart woman she is) as a four foot black snake crawled up a tree.

We were victorious though because we got probably a gallon of blackberries. There is a blackberry farm right near our house and maybe next year, we will go there. Probably not. The blackberries are free along the road.