Shreddies: the most commonly found blackberries in Seattle [link]
Yep, those are what are in the back corner of my yard. With thistles sprouting out of them, which makes me VERY unhappy. Plei, if I went after the thistles with long-handled clippers (and gloves and long sleeves!), do you think I'd be able to remove them?
Going by the images, the feralberries are definitely blackberries--
They are a great luxury during the season. When I worked at University Hospital I commuted on the trail along Lake Union. On the way in I would gorge myself on those blackberries. I would feel a little sick by the time I got to work, but usually recovered enough to gorge myself again on the way home.
FWIW, I almost never get you guys mixed up
I do all the time on scrolling.
cobbler is my favorite thing in the world.
I had the most amazing peach cobbler in Florida last month.
there are a couple of trees in the neighborhood that bear what looks like blackberries. is that possible? from a tree, not a bush. Anyway, I always want to figure out a way to pick a bunch, but it seems odd to be picking up dropped berries on a NYC sidewalk.
I need to make an apple cobbler, because I have this: [link] and haven't used it yet! Cute.
I think my parents have mulberry or something tree in their backyard, but the berries never get ripe before the squirrels eat them.
If the weather stays cool, I may tackle them tomorrow night. Finally, a reason to wear my old motorcycle jacket again!
there are a couple of trees in the neighborhood that bear what looks like blackberries. is that possible? from a tree, not a bush.
Mulberries? We had a ton on the elem. schoolyard and they were the scrouge of teachers (kids+berries=mess) and line-driers everywhere (grackled ate them, pooped purple poop on clean laundry and stained it.)
We were always told they weren't edible. I recall they were sour, so presumably they weren't fatal. Just icky.
Fast Company magazine has named Chicago "US City of the Year," with a great article written by Alex Kotlowitz (author of "There Are No Children Here" and "Never a City So Real").
Drat. That means they're probably going to end up in my neighborhood bar at some point.