“Mmmmm.” A sigh of delight escapes me as I savor the giant red raspberry I just popped into my mouth. Perfectly ripened, warm, and bursting with the juicy sweetness of summer sunshine, this berry tastes like jam! Standing knee-deep in berry bushes, I’m convinced this is what summer should taste like. Berries like that one keep me going back for another and another … and another. This is a great thing in our garden, because during the peak fruiting season for these berries, there are a lot to pick!
My family has grown red raspberries on a small scale for years. Red raspberries grow wild and are quite nostalgic for those who live in the northern United States. I’ve heard tales from folks who’d go out as young’uns to pick buckets and buckets of these tasty berries, which their mothers would bake into juicy pies. Around our area, though, wild blackberries definitely rule the fencerows and fields. Not a wild raspberry in sight.
While red raspberries don’t grow wild here in northern Alabama,
