tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12651037.post3182989721349679735..comments2024-03-28T13:37:25.788-07:00Comments on chanchanchepon: Mulberries and Memorial DayAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343692757093128772noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12651037.post-6100834400682909892010-06-03T12:56:12.863-07:002010-06-03T12:56:12.863-07:00I can remember going out to pick blackberries with...I can remember going out to pick blackberries with my aunt, uncle and cousins a few times too. My aunt would make pie and jam and good stuff like that.<br /><br />Thanks for sharing Alise!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04343692757093128772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12651037.post-41479506022724214202010-05-31T05:55:06.192-07:002010-05-31T05:55:06.192-07:00Blackberries do that for me. Before the land that ...Blackberries do that for me. Before the land that my grandparents owned was developed, there were tons of blackberry bushes. We would go out on Saturday mornings in the summer and just pick until our fingers were purple and our arms couldn't stand any more scratches. Then Gram would bake a blackberry pie and oh. It was good.Alisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03447952644086630435noreply@blogger.com