We went blackberry picking last night! When we first arrived we stopped at the usual spot. Now bear in mind a spot is only good until the trees start to get tall and the clearing fills in again. The trees in our spot are about seven or eight feet tall now. Matt and I were both walking along the edge looking and he got into the brush a little. He kept trying to tell me that the berries weren't ripe yet. I was almost ready to pack it in when this guy drives by sees my milk jug (berry holding device:) He said something out and out of his car window he was waving a berry stained hand. My hope soared I told Matt and Sam to hop back in the car. We went up the road and found some power lines and a gated road. Of course we went around the gate and up the road. Matt and I picked more berries between the two of us then we ever have. It was amazing. I hope the berry stained guy doesn't mind, that was probably his "spot" berry folks are a little territorial. Sammy had a great time too she said it was her best berry picking ever. Of course just as we are really getting into it she had to go potty. No way was she going in the woods. So off to the park we went. Almost two gallons of berries! Somebody is getting pie this winter!