I can still see the rich, plump black berries and blooms next to farmers’ fences in the hot, dry summers in Kansas. I remember picking the berries and hearing the first ones clunk when I dropped ’em into the metal bucket. And I could hardly wait to get back home to wash ’em and make some homemade ice cream. If you’ve never had homemade blackberry ice cream…what are you waiting for?

There’s just something about the way vine ripe blackberries turn ice cream a dark purple-blue. Knowing they were picked from vines with your very own hands gives the dessert an extra burst of yummy. It’s awesome to walk under a warm, summer sun in the country, the warm breezes stirring all around you. You feel the leaves against your arms. Then, you smell the black berries and blooms of white flowers, grass, and other creekside plants.

All of this won’t get you any extra friends on Facebook, Twitter, Google, Instagram, or any other social media channels. But it will make you a richer person. It might even make you smile.

Berries and blooms by a country creek
In a place where people wave and smile.
They can bring you joy on a summer’s day.
You should get there soon and stay awhile.

You could make ice cream or bake a pie
Or spoon ’em out of a bowl of cream.
Eat ’em raw and turn your fingers blue.
You can decide which way is supreme.

Berries and blooms make memories nice
With colors and scents you’ll still recall,
When the years breeze by and start to fade.
Berries and blooms help you think of it all.

Stay tuned,

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