wild blackberries !!!

 One thing I loved on our trip to Oregon was the wild blackberries that grew everywhere.  We were there in blackberry season.  What a treat!!!

We picked them whenever and wherever:  at a place where we pulled off the freeway, next to the parking lot at one of the hotels where we stayed, near the International Rose Garden. 

The blacker the better. Heavenly!

We foraged enough to make a cobbler when we got home.

A bit of heaven in the backyard.

Sometimes I roll my eyes at the time and energy my husband puts into our garden and trees, and the things that are planted in our backyard. But when we harvest good things, the backyard is a piece of heaven and it all seems worth it.  

 This year we had peaches to eat and for jam.