About halfway through picking blueberries the weather changed very suddenly. The sky turned black, and the wind picked up. Pretty soon the treetops were swaying and I felt a sudden chill in the air. Afraid of an imminent cloudburst, I gathered my basket of berries and the dogs and ran back to the house seeking shelter. The temperature had dropped to 68 degrees in a matter of minutes. It is amazing how fast a new weather front can arrive....and with such force! Well, I have waited a sufficient amount of time and still no rain. So.....back out to finish picking!
Aren't these blackberries just scrumptious looking. We are nearing the end of the blueberry harvest (perhaps one week left), but the blackberries have just started. Oh how I wish I had a harvest large enough to turn into jam. Note to self: next year plant more blackberry canes!