Thursday, April 18, 2013

I Have

A blackberry patch, and the berries are ripe. Deep black juicy tiny bits of goodness which offers your tongue a baptism of juice when eaten fresh from the vine.

My patch is located at the rear of my shop and takes space along the fence and many of the berries are red with future goodness.

Isn't it strange where we find our little pleasures in life...

For instance the news has arrived that my best friend, my long time pal, blood brother in crime and travel and hobbies, Duke, has squeezed several gallons of fresh Florida citrus. There isn't a doubt in my mind his juice and my blackberries would offer a wonderful combination treat.

With this fact in mind rush forth and bug the heck out of him until he hand delivers at least two gallons of nectar.

I shall await results.