Quickly we had filled the six small containers we had purchased for a whopping $1.00 and with our juice stained hands we pulled the wagon back to the farm store. I don’t think we tried marionberries because once we tasted the blackberries we just started picking. Loganberries and bosenberries weren’t ready (sour). I’ll admit we just taste tested the rows to see which ones we wanted. We picked raspberries and then headed over to the blackberry/marionberry/boisenberry/loganberry section of the farm. Once we had our buckets full we put them in the adorable wagon they had on site and went to buy some more containers in the farm store. So I felt good about being out there picking berries, at least we knew these little beauts wouldn’t rot on the vine. But on the strawberry plants we had in our garden growing up I don’t think many berries even made it to all the way ripe, let alone rotten on the plant. I mean, it makes total sense, if you don’t go out there to pick them at the exact right time, berries turn to mush. The other thing that surprised me was the amount of berries that were just sitting there, rotten on the plant. Here is the cover to jog any memories of this gem.
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