Our next door neighbor lets us pick from his hundreds of black raspberry bushes, but I love the red ones. They're sweeter and less seedy.
Whenever I taste the first perfect, just-picked, slightly sun-warmed red raspberry of the season, I think, "Ambrosia! The nectar of the gods!"
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I love red raspberries. Grandmother did too but not the rest of the family. So there was only one small section of red brambles next to the sheep gate and the main patch were blacks at the end of the garden. "sigh"
hee! I *always* say "raspberries are the food of the gods."
a raspberry patch is one of my must-have additions to this new place. MUST have.
(cute hair up there!)
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