Boysenberries!!

My coworkers have been saying I'm a bit obsessed with my berry-picking.  So I decided to add this to my blog.  If you look at the picture to the right you'll see boysenberries.  I found these today while picking.  For perspective I put a quarter in the middle of the boysenberries.  Yes, they're HUGE! 

So what is a boysenberry (Tre, help me out here)?  I found from wisegeek.com that they're a cross between a blackberry, a loganberry (a what?) and a raspberry.  We had boysenberries next to our house in Murfreesboro, AR when I was growing up.  Each spring I'd spend a few days picking them so as to have a mess of preserves through the winter.  Mom would always oblige!! 

So, the blackberries I've been picking aren't nearly this big.  However they're huge for blackberries.  I've determined these are hybrids.  Cabot has always been known for the farmland around it and I'm convinced these might have been left over from those days. 

I went again today and picked about a gallon before getting rained out.  I was aiming for two gallons! 

Which brings me to the point here.  Why do I love to pick berries?  I hadn't really thought about it until this year.  Since I was a child I loved berry-picking... but why?  I guess for a lot of reasons.  I love the taste of ripe berries.  I love the preserves and cobblers that are made.  I also just love getting outside away from everything and everyone and being alone with nature. 

However, I think the primary reason I love picking berries is I just can't bear the thought of those berries going to waste!  There is something inside me that just drives me to do it.  I'm sure it's much more complicated though... maybe I love the feeling that I've harvested something that cost me nothing (other than a few chiggers and scratches all over my hands).  And that will then become something (preserves) that I will be able to enjoy for months to come.  In essence I've gained something at little or no cost.  Maybe this was instilled in my by my parents when I was young.

So, this is a great opportunity to teach my girls about being enterprising... about making the best of opportunities given.  Lauren helped pick (a little... before it got too hot and she got tired of the briars) and Lindsey jumped in and helped with making the preservers... she even made a cobbler! 

"Who can find a virtuous wife?  For her worth is far above rubies." Proverbs 31:10