You know those stories about people sneaking on to their neighbors’ porches in the middle of the night with bags of zucchini from their garden that they leave there? Well, in Alaska, those of us with raspberries growing in our back yard are tempted to do the same thing.
I was unaware of the ability of raspberries to pretty much take over every part of my yard in such a short time. When I moved here, I moved from Utqiagvik where no raspberries grow. My childhood was spent in a city where Mr. Letizia’s fig tree – which put out Continue reading →