Sneaking behind the pigs and past the chickens…I planned to take advantage of wineberry season in full effect! But first, I came upon something completely unexpected in the forest…
Not to worry…this picture was taken from afar and the mother robin was off in the woods. Plus, there was no time to linger – this is wineberry season (which is too say, there are literally just days to pick these sweet and tart morsels)!
I suspect the reason these are not grown commercially is that they fall off the bush when ripe, and have to be pried off amid prickers when not ripe.
But when you get a quart for your pancakes, smoothie, yogurt or just to pop in your mouth, they are the best!
The Brick Farm Tavern will be featuring wineberries for the next little while – don’t miss! On the trek back out of the woods, the egg layers were doing what they do best. Congregating.
Somehow, they are not feeling the heat as we do. I’d been out in the fields for 30 minutes and had sweat dripping off.
Passing through the gate and back to the house – it’s time for cold brewed counter tea and a fan…and a handful of wineberries!