tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798468883995196984.post3344285276427344998..comments2023-05-08T02:57:24.229-07:00Comments on slowhio: Berry Pickingemily in ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12706552573994478291noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798468883995196984.post-18797844320189282702009-06-18T10:26:46.113-07:002009-06-18T10:26:46.113-07:00Bea, I think you are a very wise lady! I also thi...Bea, I think you are a very wise lady! I also think you should follow Marie's lead and work on those mulberry tattoos... just don't tell your dad that it was my idea!emily in ohiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12706552573994478291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798468883995196984.post-82389524088892093662009-06-16T05:25:44.327-07:002009-06-16T05:25:44.327-07:00I climded into my dad's lap while he read your...I climded into my dad's lap while he read your blog and told him that those are my favorite berries. I told him that i wanted to eat those right now and he should get me some.Beatricehttp://web.mac.com/abbyandowennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798468883995196984.post-30749810023316228992009-06-15T10:46:06.019-07:002009-06-15T10:46:06.019-07:00My sister and I used to arrange piles of mulberrie...My sister and I used to arrange piles of mulberries on the ground and lie down on them to make "tattoos" -- it's reeeeeeeally hard to make a discernible Darth Vader head that way.Marie Drennanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03935544884606178084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798468883995196984.post-28860431900620718312009-06-15T05:58:47.256-07:002009-06-15T05:58:47.256-07:00it's funny, i think mulberries are mainly eate...it's funny, i think mulberries are mainly eaten by kids! growing up we had an amazing tree house with mulberry trees in arms reach, it was perfect, sitting in the trees eating berries. i think the offical sign of grown-upness is when mulberries just make you fuss about the mess and you cut them down because the birds are pooping purple on the car.emily in ohiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12706552573994478291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798468883995196984.post-81775094489833866982009-06-14T01:41:50.925-07:002009-06-14T01:41:50.925-07:00my aunt and uncle had a mulberry tree in their lon...my aunt and uncle had a mulberry tree in their long island backyard. i loved going out there and eating myself sick in the summertime.dana ghttp://tomorrowfarm.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798468883995196984.post-46816396806717308462009-06-13T17:40:01.260-07:002009-06-13T17:40:01.260-07:00there were mulberry trees all over my neighborhood...there were mulberry trees all over my neighborhood growing up. my mother was never a baker or canner, so there wasn't any picking for later use — whatever we picked, we ate. we'd ride our bikes and stop at various snacking posts, standing with our bikes between our knees, devouring them by the side of the road. shade, sweat, and summer berry goodness... makes me miss midwest summers something awful!jennnoreply@blogger.com