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| Black Mulberries |
Well, you might be tempted to think that "The Serendipitous Mulberry" is all premeditated - but it is not. By fortuitous foraging instincts and good fortune, I got to thinking about mulberries yesterday and remembered a friend of mine named Julie who has a large black mulberry tree in her backyard. I have not seen Julie in a long time. I gave her a phone call - by coincidence another friend of mine just happened to send me her phone number in an email this week - and asked her if there was any chance that I could get some mulberries from her tree this year. She said there was a very good chance and invited me over.
Her mulberry tree is a beautiful specimen, loaded with mulberries, in a backyard that has been designated as a wildlife sanctuary. I thoroughly enjoyed standing in the dappled shade this afternoon, visiting with Julie, and picking mulberries until my fingers were stained purple.
As for the picking, mulberries are labor intensive, and I have about two cups for my efforts. They are delicious mulberries and I am very happy to have them.
By-the-way, for those of you who enjoy food trivia, Julie, who is keen on proper plant nomenclature, informed me that mulberries are not a true berry - but a morus fruit.
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