This evening, as we ventured towards the far edge of the woods, we discovered four berry laden trees…deeply purple berries hanging in profusion…

Mulberries!

The children had discovered them a few days prior and had been gathering them to make ink…little did we know that the ink berries were one of the more truly delightful-and-oh-so-edible fruits of the forest.

And so we picked.  And picked.  And picked.  And ate…Arthur couldn’t stop “snitching” and ate nearly as many as he picked!  Dad seemed to find the most abundant branches, grasping and pulling them lower for the little ones.  The cool breeze ruffled our hair and shook the leaves, occasionally resulting in a light shower of plump berries.

Lovely…

Dusk.  Hands stained pink and purple, a half gallon bag harvested, we walked back in fading light, admiring the sky now streaked rose, salmon and gold…

Tomorrow morning, a special treat awaits us all…mulberry muffins.  A great way to start a special day…our 28th wedding anniversary!

Blessings,