Guess what's ripe at our house?

There is nothing quite like picking fresh mulberries off the tree and popping them straight to your mouth. I know, they should at least be washed, but I can't help myself. I'm even willing to risk the thought of losing life and limb to the gardener snakes just to get a quick fix of them.

They aren't all ripening at once so I should have a good supply for weeks to come if I can just think about moderation. Unfortunately, Ally knows where they are and she likes the ones that aren't quite ripe as much as I like the ripe ones.