Loretta

July 18, 2015 at 9:03am

My husband's family had a place upstate, where we spent many summers. My children and my mother would pick wild blackberries. I would put them in pancakes if they didn't eat them all by the time they got back to the house. Brings back wonderful memories. Thanks for your story.
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