Summer

[neverspent]

For me, when the mimosas are blooming and there are ripe blackberries in the brambles, Summer has unquestionably arrived. And here we are. I picked another handful of blackberries this morning. I think the ones I had last week were some escaped, recently domestic blackberries, but these were definitely wild -- tiny but very sweet, as sweet as the scent hanging in the mimosas around the corner.