May and Mother’s Day bring back many growing up memories. Every Mother’s Day weekend, we would go to my great-aunt’s house Sylvan Retreat. We would always pick dewberries along the railroad tracks. Buckets full of delicious berries ready for a cobbler.
Now my parents live in that house. The dewberries are gone since the railroad company claimed the land by the railroad tracks. But have no fear, I’ve found more and now make the best dewberry cobblers.
There are other things that remind me of May.
- Long walks
- Crickets and frogs
What can you add to the dewberry list?
Happy May and Mother’s Day!