Nature's Bounty

 I didn't expect this when I planned the trip to Vermont, but I found myself indulging nostalgia by berry-picking a lot. Blackberries and raspberries grow wild where I grew up. I remember making a meal of them, some summer days. Every day during this stay I'd pick at least a few. Several old patches I remember are gone, taken by a mower as the use of land changed or by changes in the terrain caused by the flood a few years back or simply by time. But there are still lots of little patches all over the place.