Sunday, June 2, 2013


Every now and then I get to enjoy the fruits of my labor.
The blackberries grow on the back fence.
The best eating is right off the vine, warm from the sunshine.
A handful ripened in my grandmother's cut glass bowl on the kitchen windowsill.
I stirred them into pancakes on Saturday morning
and shared with a young friend.
So good to share the things we love.

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