Down by the Dam there is a little Blackberry patch. I hadn't paid much attention to it until recently, when I the boys picked some delicious ripe berries. On further inspection I realised that lots of the berries were ripe, they were just rather hidden & hard to get to.
After a bit of slip-sliding in the mud & a few thorn scratches I managed enough berries for an afternoon snack.
They were lovely & sweet, or is that just the taste of self satisfaction?