The berries are in. Yesterday we picked the first blueberries, and the first currant. Noah ate three of the four blueberries, and I had to restrain him from picking off the green ones and gobbling those, too. I saved the currant for myself – it was sweet and tart and broke open under my teeth with a little pop.
Strawberries are wonderful this year – about a quart a day, now. Yesterday I made strawberry ice cream for a Memorial Day get together yesterday, and another guest brought serviceberries he had gleaned, and they were wonderful together.