afOur neighbors told me about some blackberry bushes near our house where they picked some incredible blackberries. I immediately thought of getting some for you for one of my acts of love.
So I went out to do some pickin’. I was excited because I expected to surprise you with a bounty of blackberry goodness. Instead, I presented this to you:
What happened? For one, I had an encounter with a fierce and ravenous beast that made me scream and jump to safety. . . okay, it was a little bunny–but he came out of nowhere, and for being such a little guy, he sure did rustle those bushes! That put me on edge and made me wonder what else was lurking around, waiting for the kill. Two, as I was picking blackberries, I spied some of my vegetal friends with leaves of three. That brought to mind a very unpleasant experience:
So, I went home with my few blackberries and scrubbed my hands and feet in the tub for about ten minutes. So much for that idea.