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Re: Mystery and solitude are the perfect plot for the ghost life.
Well the blackberry bushes are taking over the hedge it looks like a massive crop event. Thank you
posted by
C_C_T
on June 7, 2020 at 10:26 AM
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Yes I expect you could pick some Kabu. Hopefully they grow almost everywhere, although that is only a guess.
posted by
C_C_T
on June 7, 2020 at 10:24 AM
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Re: I hadn't thought of the exhaust fumes contaminating the fruit alongside
Pat when one sees little children in low buggies being subject to car fumes it make one glad that at least most are lead free.
I actually grow cultivated blackberries thorn-less, but the do lack that uniqueness.
posted by
C_C_T
on June 7, 2020 at 10:22 AM
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Re: Ciel
Well they are usually lazy here just cut and leave of course excuses are rampant.
Thank you.
posted by
C_C_T
on June 7, 2020 at 10:16 AM
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Re: Taps
Sounds delish Taps, I hope one day you will be able to partake again.Take care
posted by
C_C_T
on June 7, 2020 at 10:14 AM
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Re: Sea Gypsy
Thank you SG. I did bite into one and to my horror found a bird had been pecking underneath>
posted by
C_C_T
on June 7, 2020 at 10:12 AM
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Re: FS
YEs indeed FS. It is more desirable when unattainable.
posted by
C_C_T
on June 7, 2020 at 10:11 AM
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Re: adnohr
What about your fave adnohr Rhubarb?
posted by
C_C_T
on June 7, 2020 at 10:09 AM
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Re anib
Thank you, Take care.
posted by
C_C_T
on June 7, 2020 at 10:08 AM
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C C T
Found the poem refreshing with black strawberry to go with it. Very nice
posted by
anib
on June 6, 2020 at 8:42 PM
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Maybe that smile meant the name was already known? Our strawberries are out!! My Rugrats will be so happy...fruit of choice.
posted by
adnohr
on June 6, 2020 at 10:46 AM
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It's a very clever and cute poem that you have shared. Love is a funny thing.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on June 6, 2020 at 5:27 AM
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Yes, a delightfully fun poem. And berries are such a nice treat this time of the year. Yes, kids will eat them.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on June 5, 2020 at 8:01 PM
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What a fun poem.
The Perkins Restaurant here has always had a wildberry pie here that is so good--not too sweet, not to sour, and with four kinds of berries in it. I haven't had it since restaurants were closed down for Covid-19. Maybe someday.....
posted by
TAPS.
on June 5, 2020 at 6:38 PM
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My landlord hasn't mowed here all spring, either. Mostly that means some tall straggly bits hovering over the dirt. Where the grass actually tries to cover the ground, though, it's getting kinda deep. Personally, I like the meadow look.
I like the way your poem flows.
posted by
Ciel
on June 5, 2020 at 5:15 PM
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I hadn't thought of the exhaust fumes contaminating the fruit alongside
a road - but then most of the blackberries I ever picked were wild and grew over stumps and things in areas where logging had been done - valleys & pastures and foothills. I did have one in the city that grew along an alley - probably ate a lot of that exhaust and city grime, although I did wash them under running water. I like the last line of your poem about the sleeping bag made for one. sad.
posted by
Pat_B
on June 5, 2020 at 1:52 PM
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Re: Mystery and solitude are the perfect plot for the ghost life.
OOH yum Blackberry pie!
posted by
Kabu
on June 5, 2020 at 12:39 PM
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Mystery and solitude are the perfect plot for the ghost life.
Too much can be learned from a name. Might as well keep it in the category of unknown. However, I would love to pick from your blackberry bush. A pie would make a lovely dessert.
posted by
Sherri_G
on June 5, 2020 at 12:30 PM
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