A handful of blackberries

I made a just-in-time blackberry expedition in the sunny beginning of this week, and emerged from the brambles scratched, sticky fingered, stained, and triumphant with enough berries to make jam, pie, fruit leather, and some rustic little blackberry, peach, thyme galettes for market tomorrow. Even if this sudden encroachment of fall weather marks the end of blackberry season, I won't go empty handed into the winter months. I hope, though, that we have a few weeks of berries yet, if only for the glorious summer-distilled smell of sun and overripe blackberries.