So today I was riding my bike along the bike path like I've done for the past 15 years, and I passed by some people eating berries from a tree. They said, "These are good!" so I stopped and asked what they were. They were mulberries from a mulberry tree, and it turns out there are a few more of these trees on the bike path. Well, these were fantastic! Perfectly ripe and sweet, and there were tons of them! I felt like a wild animal who struck it rich. Like a bear discovering a giant honeycomb. I just stood there and ate a ton of berries. How could I be so ignorant all these years and not know that at certain times of the year, I can stop on my bike every day and eat a ton of mulberries?!
Then I got home and decided to continue the feast and ate raspberries in my backyard. I'll have to reserve more time on my bike ride for mulberries. I may not even need to buy berries this week, just have my raspberries and mulberries for breakfast.
Here's a picture of the mulberries:
Here's the mulberry tree for future reference (so I can remember what they look like!):
They do stain your fingers. My mouth seems okay from this distance:
I told housemate I want a mulberry tree and she said, no, they are too messy. harumph.
