Yesterday morning, the boys and I headed out into our woods to pick some black raspberries. I had noticed some canes coming up in the springtime in the woods near our chicken coop but had not been back in that area since.




When we arrived at the edge of the woods our eyes opened wide at the abundance of raspberries everywhere we looked. Since they are wild they are relatively small but the moist soil at the edge of our wooded wetlands has provided them the conditions to grow in abundance.




A part of our master plan for the farm is to plant a large berry patch with just about every variety that you can imagine. My experience with domestic raspberry varieties thus far has been that they are much larger but much less flavorful than their wild cousins. Now that we know about this wonderful wild resource at the edge of our woods we plan to incorporate its preservation into our plans so that we will always have wild raspberries for our table.