pie, oh my!

Yesterday I carried a flattened cardboard box to the recycle Dumpster in the office parking lot when what to my wondering eyes should appear but a wall of ripe blackberries. Nostalgia hit me between the eyes, and my mother was sending me into the house to get a bowl. I had to remind her that I was “on the clock” and could pick for only 10 minutes.

At 5 o’clock I was back at the bushes with pie on my mind.


I didn’t have to twist Ruby’s arm to pick with me. Of course two-year-olds pop more berries in their mouths than in the bowl.


Looks like a pie to me.


Most would wait until the filling cooled and set. No time for that.

Just like Mother used to make.

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5 Responses to pie, oh my!

  1. Ridgely says:

    Wow, gorgeous, you guys are ahead of us, we won’t have ripe ones until the end of next month!

  2. LizW says:

    Cheater crust?? Looks YUMMY 🙂

  3. Pingback: traditions die hard | a little bit of this and a little bit of that

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