After the rummage sale, I biked back down to the berry brambles, and filled another three 3-cup Ziploc containers and a slightly smaller (2.5?) Rubbermaid container. Planning yet another trip for next weekend. I think giving it a week between trips is best, since I tend to harvest every ripe berry in sight, so that gives time for a new crop to ripen.

After I ran out of room in my containers, I just started picking handsful and cramming them into my mouth like a child. 'Twere nummy. I finished the day with blue-stained hands and a sunburnt nose. Turning into a regular little ragamuffin, I am.