You need protection when you harvest raspberries.
Those little bitty thorns can pierce your tender fingertips and scratch your legs to pieces. It’s a slow and careful process.
The younger, more impulsive me would have thrown myself into the patch, mouth open and greedy fingers spread wide. You can’t see the thorns at first. And even when you do actually see them, they don’t seem like they’d cause any harm.
Oh, but they do.
Now I know. Let me warn you in case you want to go pick raspberries.
Living with flair means a slow, careful approach with most things in life. I never used to live this way. But this summer, hummingbirds, berries, friendships, and even daughters have taught me another way to move in my life.
Is there a thorn-proof raspberry plant?