Blackberries grow wild and unruly steps from my kitchen door. Fat bumblebees hum happily as they flit from delicate white blackberry flower to flower. Wearing a heavy shirt to protect my arms from attacking thorns I can cheerfully spend a glorious afternoon plundering the blackberry vines.
I return to the kitchen my lips and fingers stained black from the ripe, warm fruit and sprinkle blackberries over homemade vanilla ice cream. Pure heaven!!
Blackberries freeze well and I fill my freezer for baking during the winter months. Tonight for dessert I am making a luscious Blackberry Cobbler. The aroma of baking blackberries will fill my kitchen with the smells of summer.
Just be sure you put your baking dish in a pan or on a cookie sheet when you make BLACKBERRY COBBLER.