On our last trip to the country, my best buddy Lynn and and I went berry picking. Of course, Lena Mae, women’s best friend, had to go along, too. The wild blackberries and raspberries are absolutely glorious and bountiful this year and Lynn had already filled the freezer with bags of them. The blackberries are bigger than usual and the raspberries tiny, but sweet as sugar. Lena Mae can pick them right off the bush and often finishes a pick with her head and nozzle covered in berry juice. We picked enough to make some mixed berry jam along with a cobbler and we still have a freezer-full waiting to be turned into Wild Berry Liqueur.