The upper part of the garden covered with thornless blackberries.
The picture is a little blurry but you get the jest of how big these berries grow, therefore it does not take many to fill up a freezer carton. We squirrel them away for future cobblers and jams. I must confess a few did not make it to the freezer. Where did they go? The evidence is in our smiles.
Prince and I drove around the farm to check on fences and we encountered patch after patch of wild blackberries. They are very small due to the lack of rain.
The kitty justice is the wild blackberries look like pebbles next to the boulders grown in my garden.