As you probably know, we don’t own a tractor (yet) so we need to call someone to bush hog our pasture occasionally. I haven’t done that in a while and as a result, the pasture is kind of overgrown at the moment. The good news is that our pasture is some kind of haven for wild blackberry bushes. Our neighbor told us that he and the previous owners used to pick baskets of blackberries out there each summer for making jam. Although we’ve never done this, we thought we’d give it a try. Curious creatures that they are, Moonshine and Valentine came over to see what all the fuss was about and immediately took a liking to our basket of blackberries. Mikki and I picked while the kid ran circles around us, being chased by our horses. One those guys had a taste of blackberries, there was no going back. The blackberry bushes didn’t have many berries on the outside; all of the berries were deep inside the thorn-covered bushes. I’m sure the birds and bunnies enjoyed them but I wonder if our horses stuck their noses in any of the bushes for a snack.

I’ll have to write an update on our garden soon. The watermelons are almost ready and I’ve heard horses love watermelons, too.