No Berries for Me

Nope. I have taken no interest whatsoever this year in these highly prized wild berries, neither in their picking, preparing nor eating.

Scott picked a couple pailsful of saskatoons yesterday along the driveway of his old home. Lots of good ones around the district this year.

Emil cleaned them later in the afternoon while I did dishes and made supper, and this morning Scott sent the saskatoons with his mom to the nursing home where his dad lives, assuming they will be a treat for the residents.