Just a couple of wimps

We've had the canoe out once so far, and we didn't go around the island for our first run like we usually do, because jwg wanted to see what the work being done to the Piatt Andrew Bridge looked like from below. (We couldn't tell, of course, because they've got it all enclosed, presumably to avoid dropping debris into the river.) So today, the tide being high at a convenient time, we thought we'd make our annual run around the island. But as we walked down the right-of-way to the landing, we noted that it was a good bit windier than we had thought, and not wanting a repeat of this experience, we decided to skip it.

On the subject of produce

We have a couple of different varieties of feral¹ blackberries growing around our lot; the regular cane-types and a creeper that I decided from my wildflower guide was called "dewberry", but Wikipedia claims their fruits are raspberry-like except for color, and these are distinctly blackberry-like. Anyway, these plants insist on growing where we wanted other things, and we mostly regard them as a pain -- literally, as they have pretty nasty thorns -- but this year the creepers seem to be unusually productive, sufficiently so that it was possible to harvest a useful number of them yesterday. (Usually there are so few that the birds get them all before we can.) And there will still be some more, although only a couple of sections seem to actually be fruiting.

The tall blackberries look like they might have a fair number of fruit coming too; they ripen much later, so we'll see if we can get to them before the birds do.


¹I use this term to refer to plants that have "escaped" from cultivation and gone wild. I've never heard or read anyone else use it for non-animals.