Tuesday, January 11, 2011
A big old mulberry tree growing along the river. We rode by on our bikes and stopped to watch pairs of women picking and chatting. We had nothing to keep the wet ripe berries in so we ate our pick as we went. Later in the day we went back donned in black and picked again, maybe not enough for mulberry jam but just enough for a delicious pie or crumble.
Posted by Julie at 9:49 AM