"Do you realize we are paying to work?" However, we both agreed that it was fun and we'd do it again...even if it cost us $10 in gas to get out there. Here are a few pictures from our great adventure:
This is the cool thing we had to carry around. It got heavy after a while, which is why Mr. T carried it most of the time.
As you can see blackberry picking is messy. My hands were just as dirty as Mr. T's. I think most of it was from eating lots of blackberries. Hey, we were picking them too, but you had to taste a few every once in awhile.Toward the end we got lazy, or I got lazy. If the berry wasn't in arm's reach...I didn't pick it. The farmer told us that we had to get under the bush to find all the good ones, which I did for about 25 minutes. It was getting my knees dirty. I'm kidding, I'm not all city girl!