Wild blackberries!

County boys know where wild blackberries thrive. And they keep an eye open for the time the bitter, red berries to turn a sweet, seedy, black...We grabbed our metal collianders and headed out to the patch. Mom and Pop met us there for a pickin' good time! It took quite a while to pick two cups for a cobbler. Funny enough as there were many, many berries ripe. But, one look at Gavin gave him away- he was eating two berries for every berry picked! Once he was refocused (Gavin, we are gonna make cobbler!) he was a pickin' fool! That afternoon, we baked a cobbler and served it right alongside fried okra. Now, who lives below the Mason-Dixon???