Wineberry bliss

Today, just as I did aged five in my grandparent’s garden, I crammed my mouth full of wineberries. These bushes are the offspring of those same wineberries that I ate so many, many years ago. They seed freely so I have them all over the garden. The young stems are reddish and almost furry, but they become greener and very prickly as they age.

Japanese wineberries

Japanese wineberries

You will never see the berries sold commercially, they are too small and sticky to pick, preserve and travel, but there is nothing more blissful than to fill your mouth with them. In fact I think I will have to go out for a midnight feast after writing this.

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