Berry Harvest

The last of the strawberries and the first of the serviceberries.

The berry harvest stretches over a long season. I started harvesting strawberries two weeks ago, and so far I’ve made four jars of jam and given berries to half the neighborhood. Then come the serviceberries, then the blueberries (I am cautiously optimistic that there will be a handful of blueberries this year), and then the long, long raspberry season.

I usually can harvest a few chokeberries, but not enough for jam, and they’re too sour for straight eating. I added a blackberry to my Fraudulent Farmstead this year, so soon we can add blackberries to berrying season. And I’m thinking of adding more day neutral strawberries to extend the strawberry season. I planted the last batch in the same bed as the June bearers, and they were swamped in short order.

The only downside to all this bounty is that I have to stay on top of picking and processing, or I feel like the worst farmgirl ever.

The last of the strawberries and the first of the serviceberries.
The last of the strawberries and the first of the serviceberries.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I woke up early this morning and was too restless to stay in bed. Instead, I headed into the garden. It was blissfully quiet, and a light rain was falling.

I spent some time harvesting strawberries (we’re nearly at the end) and serviceberries (which are just beginning). Serviceberries are ripe when they’re a dusky red-purple, and they are delicious. A bit like blueberries, but sweeter and more complex.

Now I just have to decide what to do with my bounty. I’m thinking it may be a jam kind of day.

Fraudulent Farmgirl
I teach garden and homesteading skills—the stuff your great-grandmother knew how to do. But if there's a faster, cheaper, or easier way to do it, I'll find it!By day, I design earth-friendly gardens for Spotts Garden Service. By night, I don my Wellies to become the Fraudulent Farmgirl. On my small urban homestead, I've ripped out the front lawn to plant vegetables and fruit trees, turned the garage into a chicken coop and grown enough strawberries to feed half the neighborhood.

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