Patience has never been my strong suit. We have a huge patch of transplanted black raspberry bushes (not to be confused with blackberries) from upstate New York and I know I should wait until they're truly ripe before picking them. As my husband reminded me, I shouldn't pick the berry the very first day it turns black. Better to wait a bit...but, you know I popped this one into my mouth right after the click of the camera.

Are you anticipating anything fun this summer?
 
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