Granny is in the hospital--yep. Again. Poor Dear! Doc's workin' on thangs, so we'll jes' have to see what they can do 'bout her troubles.
It keeps me hoppin' to have Granny in the hospital, so the fabulous entertainin,' world class story I was gonna tell y'all will jes' have to wait up a bit. Sorry.
As a place holder, I'll simply mention that Uncle is takin' clan folks (minus me an' Granny) out to the huntin' camp tomorry to pick blackberries
--they woan keep even to the weekend now that the rains have stopped and the heavy heat is upon us.
We likes to make blackberry cobbler and some jam too... Uncle doan like the seeds so we cain't make preserves. But heck, wif' th economy so bad, mebeb we oughta put us up a blackberry stand on the side of the road!
It ain't easy as ya think to git them berries. Other critters will challnge ya for 'em.
Long time ago blackberry wine was considered medicinal. Ain't never made none meself. But I does like roast venison wif' blackberry glaze.
Does y'all go berry pickin'? What does ya make wif' yore berries?
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