As a kid, I picked every kind of fruit and berries that grew in the state of Tenn. Strawberries, blackberries, gooseberries, dewberries, raspberries, mulberries, grapes, cherries, apples, peaches, apricots, wild plums, damsons, and pears, all grown on my grandparent’s 40 acre farm. And that was just the fruit. There was also every kind of veggies, nuts, melons, etc. Cows for milk and hogs and chickens and turkeys for meat, supplemented with squirrel, rabbits, and an occasional possum. We would never have gone hungry on that little farm. Unfortunately, our family lived in town (Huntsville, Ala) most of the time and we kids had to take turns spending the summer with the grandparents. I learned a lot from them.
I was lucky enough to learn from My Great Grandparents.
Strawberry harvest was a trip. They had to come in fast, and the whole extended family was there