Another classic Portland summer activity — blackberry picking at a remote bush (more like a bramble the size of a small house, really) deep into the twilight hours. Managed to get several baskets of herbs (rosemary, sage and lavender for drying + cooking) and flowers, as well. Macerated several handfuls of the wild blackberries in a few bottles of sparkling white wine and, coupled with a few sleeves of saltines, had another impromptu boozy late-night picnic. The multitude of cuts and scratches were well worth it.


  1. Oh, I love this post (hi, Natasha :) ),
    it reminds me of when I was a kid in Iowa, and I would pick wild raspberries.
    …except for the drinking part of course!
    I think I need to plan a fall picnic before the rains come.

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