I remember going berry picking as a child. Mom canned the black berries and they were stored under the bed in the back bedroom. It seemed like it took forever to fill the bucket so you could go to the house.
Well who are these people...I remember picking blackberries a little...I always got ciggers...and I did not like blackberries so it was a real chore...I liked picking the wild strawberries a lot better...Hard to believe we picked enough to can...
You gave me a memory of my grandmother who, on her death bed, asked my grandfather to go down the road to pick some wild blackberries for her. And he did.
I remember going berry picking as a child. Mom
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Well who are these people...I remember picking blackberries a little...I always got ciggers...and I did not like blackberries so it was a real chore...I liked picking the wild strawberries a lot better...Hard to believe we picked enough to can...
The people are Larry's kin from the mts. Blackberries pick faster than strawberries and Momma canned them. We ate the strawberries fast.
You gave me a memory of my grandmother who, on her death bed, asked my grandfather to go down the road to pick some wild blackberries for her. And he did.
i like black berry picking, i got away from mama and her naging, i got away from crying babies and i could day dream all i wanted.
I remember blackberry picking and I actually enjoyed it except for worrying about snakes.
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