Others have posted photos of their blackberries, so I went out to my berry patch to snap a few and munch a few. The "patch" is this large field that adjoins my property on the rear. The berries are not readily visible as the vines run through the grass, and you have to be standing over them to see them. Looks are deceiving; there are millions of the things in this field. Picking them is a labor-intensive process (stoop labor), and often painful. It took me about an hour to pick a gallon yesterday.
Down here (northwest La.) we don't call these blackberries, we call them "dewberries". I have no idea why. They grow throughout the south; I have no idea how far north they go, but it would be interesting to know. There is another wild berry that we call blackberries (last photo); they are smaller and more tart, and they mature about three weeks after the dewberries.
Dewberries are my favorite berry, even over strawberries. They are sweet, juicy, just-right tart. The seeds are easy to chew, not like those birdshot seeds in the big berries. They are good with cereal, with milk and sugar, or a cobbler. My favorite thing is to stand in the middle of the patch and pick and eat.
Down here (northwest La.) we don't call these blackberries, we call them "dewberries". I have no idea why. They grow throughout the south; I have no idea how far north they go, but it would be interesting to know. There is another wild berry that we call blackberries (last photo); they are smaller and more tart, and they mature about three weeks after the dewberries.
Dewberries are my favorite berry, even over strawberries. They are sweet, juicy, just-right tart. The seeds are easy to chew, not like those birdshot seeds in the big berries. They are good with cereal, with milk and sugar, or a cobbler. My favorite thing is to stand in the middle of the patch and pick and eat.