Realization Of The Day:
I definitely missed my chance. This is not going to be the year I tame the raspberry jungle on the south side of the greenhouse.
But there are baby berries on the canes, and I can hardly wait for them to ripen (even if I'm not sure how on earth I'm going to reach most of them). To me, there is nothing, absolutely nothing, that compares to the first crop of freshly picked raspberries. Click here for my favorite way to celebrate the harvest--especially if it's just a tiny one.