Lifting a branch and finding spots of edible color is one of my favorite things. It makes the work worthwhile when I can bring in a bowl of raspberries for breakfast. Or eat a tomato that is still warmed from the sun. Nothing tastes like minute-old fruit!

Of course my Mr Knightly complains when the fruit is so fresh it crawls. I think I need to pick up some Dr. Bronner’s (or other) vegetable soap. Sometimes a few bugs will even make him lose his appetite for raspberries. Ah, the pleasures of organic gardening.

Everything else is really starting to bloom.

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