Blackberries abound this year, despite the overall lack of rain, and they are ripe this week. At our house, we gather some each morning and begin our day with their sweetness for breakfast. I think of a dear friend when I pick blackberries – she’s passed now – yet one summer she and I picked huge bowls of them. She made a pie from the berries that endures in my mind’s eye as one of the best ever eaten.
