A friend found a few blackberry bushes on the hill where the cows graze behind our house. So last weekend the girls and I went on a mission to gather enough to make some ice cream.
I didn't manage to get any photos of our haul (or of the millions of burrs and thorns that we pulled out of our clothes and fingers, or of the kids' purple faces - mama fail), but we did make some ice cream. It was pretty good.
I thought maybe I'd go back there wielding some pruning shears, and appropriately attired in my Xtratuf boots and gardening gloves. But then today I picked up 8 kilos of blackberries at a nearby produce market for 22 lari, or $15. So maybe not.