Summer in the Pacific Northwest brings the sweet ripening of berries, which sometimes seem to grow like they were invented here. After strawberries are picked out a steady parade of berries ripen. Last week I noticed that Graysmarsh Farm is advertising raspberries and I headed out for my first pick of the season.
I love raspberries and fresh pick-them-yourself berries will spoil any berry lover for the “store bought” variety that promptly seem overpriced, not ripe enough, and, well, just plain old. And Graysmarsh on a sunny day has a wonderful view of the Olympics.
I said, “overpriced,” didn’t I? I didn’t catch the exact weight of my booty here. I think it was about two and a half pounds. This set me back $4.56.
I miss picking them when I used to spend one month in summer at my cousins farm in my youth days.
We are enjoying our summer berry season too – we came upon a cute farm stand just outside La Conner – got a flat of raspberries for half price (8.00) – because they were yesterday’s berries. Only found one bad berry in the whole batch – next stop – raspberry jam!!
Succulent!