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Gloria's avatar

Just want to throw some love and comfort to all who need it these days. We're all really, really hurting. Anne, thanks for your posts that always bring a smile, a snicker, a laugh. If any of our Canadian neighbors are reading this . . . . we are so sorry you got dragged into this mess.

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Anne Belov's avatar

Thank you. I feel positively Canadian in my impulse to continually apologize for this mess we have caused. I don’t think I will ever live long enough not to be sorry.

I’m so glad you’re still here with me.

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Lorene Edwards Forkner's avatar

The exquisite wine-dark flavor of wild blackberries is a PNW treasure. And I’ve got the scars to prove it💜

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Anne Belov's avatar

If I had more sun in my yard, I would feel more enamored of them. Still, I do get some good ones, not to mention the scars. Of course, my favorite is the thimbleberry, which as you probably know, must go directly from vine to mouth.

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Rebecca Fialkowski's avatar

My favorite part of this post was your perfect description of gathering BlackBerries 😂🙌❤️

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JT's avatar

What a beautifully written piece. One of the paragraphs instantly brought to mind David Mallett's "Garden Song":

"...Find my way in nature's chain

Tune my body and my brain

To the music from the land."

And never negotiate with blackberries; they'll lie to you every time!

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Anne Belov's avatar

Thank you. There is some group that these lying blackberries remind me of….trying to put my finger on it…

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JT's avatar

Thank you, Stan Rogers:

" ... With smiling bastards lying to you everywhere you go,

Turn to, and put out all your strength of arm and heart and brain..."

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Anne Belov's avatar

Stan Rogers is one of the greats of all time.

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