It was so hot even the mosquitos seemed to be taking a break. And yet there we were, right off the North Country Trail, picking wild black raspberries.
I found this spot a few weeks ago and had a feeling it would be bursting with ripe berries about now. It was!
Claire, June, and I could only handle the heat for about a half hour, but during that time we collected two large containers of berries.
Somehow Claire avoided “berry fingers.” I was not so lucky! Perhaps I need to improve my picking technique.
June was asleep in the carrier for most of it. Maybe next year she’ll help pick.