a blackberry story

sadly, though i can see the blackberry bushes showing signs of bearing fruit, i will be long gone by the time they are ripe enough to eat. however, i have found a worthy substitute in the many plum trees frequently found all along the route. barely bigger than a cherry, each fruit is the tastiest, juiciest and crunchies little breakfast morsel you could possibly hope for. ask and le chemin saint jacques shall provide!