A walk on the wild side

My blackberries are coddled like no blackberries before. I fertilize, weed, water and give them hemp twine so they can run up the trellis. They just sit there, unappreciative.

Then I walk down the road and I see wild blackberry bushes cascading over banks, trees and fence posts. If I stood still long enough I think they would entangle me.

As I've said before, Ma Nature does what she wants and when she wants, and those with grand plans need to be mindful of her fickle nature.