What a view to pick wild black berries. Waves crashing in the background, the smell of the ocean. It was perfect.
I love this picture of Jill with her braids and walking in the tall grass, I could hear "The Sound of Music" as I watched her...HaHa
I did my share of picking too, and it was worth every poke and stick I got from the thorns. While the rest of California was suffering with a record 108 we were comfortable in our sweats and scarves. The weather of absolutely perfect in the high 60's and low 70's.
Back to the house to wash and clean the berries and get to work. But first, we made a black berry cobbler, but it was gone before before I thought it grab the camera. Believe me, it was heavenly!
With our sleeves rolled up we ended up with 6 medium jars and 12 small ones. We labeled and delivered them to friends and family on the trip home. Jill wanted the large jars to go to her siblings,so I will be personally delivering them.
There is still more to come...can't wait to share the deer that roam in Jill's back yard and forest. Next installment of the Oregon trip coming soon.