It's that time of year...
The berries come.
We used to think they were just garbage trees...
the birds loved them and showed it upon our cars and mailbox.
But after some research we found that they are in fact...
Crunchy and sweet.
Juicy and rare.
You can't just go to the store and buy them.
You have to fight off birds and pull on branches.
Foraging in empty lots and in the brush barriers between suburban homes.
But the rewards are great.
We have three (a fourth is about a year from fruiting) such trees on our property.
None were planted, and that's the way the Mulberry likes it.
The birds do the dirty work (on the cars and mailboxes of the neighborhood.)
and the mulberries spread.
On the fringes, in the neglected areas, they pop up quickly and with strength and determination.
Tenacious as any of the traditional berry bushes are, but with the glory of a tree.
What have you foraged for lately?