There were wild berries near where Grandma lived, blackberries I think. As children, my sisters and I would pull the berries off the plant and eat them there.

Grandma had a small carrot garden. When the carrots were ready, we would pull them out of the ground, wash and eat them. Talk about fresh veggies. Those were some great times.

Jeanette Isabelle
“Birds of a feather sure know how to clip each other’s wings, huh?” Lutz, Ascendance of a Bookworm: Part 2 Volume 4