Blackberry time

We have a power cut up the road - a big ugly swath with high tension power lines.  It's an eyesore, to be sure.  The red clay hillside along the cut is eroding away. Every time it rains, rivers of red ochre mud course down the street.

But this landscape does have a redeeming feature...

Masses of blackberry brambles all over the hill.

Queen Ann's lace, too.

The flowers decorated the table at a bridal shower.  I made the blackberry tart for Father's Day, sort of using this recipe.  Pretty delicious!