Just missing the bird poop to complete the cycle.
Your last one isn't even ready. Edit: missed the real last one and saw the one before it. I would eat that
I never saw a blackberry this size and form. In my country they have the shape of the one just before the center of the picture. They grow a bit more as they turn black but that's it.
So you mean they're round.
Yes, smaller and rounder. Like these ones:
You missed the part where it strangles every other plant around it, and grows back regardless of how aggressively it's removed. Also the stabbing, lots of stabbing.
When I was a kid, we moved way out into the country, with a man made lake kinda smack in the middle of the property (we weren’t well off, my parents were just boomers with no sense of money).
On the other side of the lake was about 3 acres of blackberry brambles and literally nothing else.
My mother… decided we kids needed to harvest it every single year for jelly, because she wasn’t about to do it and get mangled.. we were required to get 5 gallons each every month they grew.
And now if I never see another blackberry, it’ll be too soon. None of us even really liked blackberry that much.. she gave most of the jelly away.
I think they're delicious when they're ripe, but I'll only harvest the easiest, safest ones around the edge of the bush. That job you and your siblings did sounds hella painful. The thorns will sometimes snag me when I'm hiking and it's like peeling a layer of needles off my skin when removing the vine.
That property sounds like a wonderful place to grow up though. Lots of land to explore, and a lake to swim in? Yes please!
How is it so sharp? I had gardening gloves on and they were lacerated. IT INVADED MY SHED.
I may need to call in an orbital bombardment
All hope is lost. Burn it, and salt the ground.
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