Last year Ryan got some thornless blackberry starts from a guy from church. They looked pathetic at first, and we crossed our fingers that they would grow. Ryan's green thumb prevailed, and we had two good looking rows of plants by last fall. Then we spent the winter hoping that we didn't just grow good looking, non-producing blackberry plants. But we need not have worried.
We have the biggest, baddest blackberries that I have ever seen.
What's a girl to do besides bake a pie with all of the berries (and strawberries from Costco- ours are done), and eat it?