The farm has the remains of the original orchard, planted by Country Boy’s great grand parents. Most of the trees have gone, but there is still a fig tree, an apple tree, a pear tree, and a mulberry tree which blew over in a storm but kept on growing.
Each year we always go berry picking when we visit the farm, so the other day we went down with a bucket and picked some. A late frost killed off a lot of fruit blossoms this year, so there wasn’t as many as some years.
The kids love picking mulberries, and Hannah loved climbing the tree to find juicy, black ones.
Toby loved eating them, though he tended to eat any he found on the ground, regardless of whether they were ripe. Keep in mind that this is in the middle of a sheep paddock, so I don’t want to think too much about what he was eating. He had a great time, and looked like he was in a b grade horror movie by the end.
Now I just need to do something with them!