It is so freakin' hot in Alabama right now which can only mean one thing. It is blackberry pickin' time. Sure, we could go to the store and buy fresh or frozen blackberries but what is the fun in that?
Today we went to the Valleydale Farmer's Market that meets each Saturday at our church, Faith PCA. Daddy helps out at the Boutwell Farm's meat booth (is anyone surprised?) but we have not been able to join him these last two Saturdays due to travel. Today we made it out there by 9:00 a.m. when the temperature was a cool 90 degrees already. We lasted about half and hour before heading up the hill to the church playground. Nothing cools a mother and two aunts off more than standing around watching an almost four year old play on a playground. Helen had just about had it so Aunt Ellen waited in the car with her while Aunt Lizzy, Mommy, and Philip played a bit. I could not resist taking a peek at the edge of the woods that borders the back of the church and sure enough, jackpot. We picked about four cups of blackberries and headed home to make some cobbler.
So we started with this. Sugar coated fresh blackberries.And ended up with this. A delicious fresh blackberry cobbler complete with blackberry syrup, proudly displayed by a just-up-from-my-nap-so-please-excuse-my-messy-hair Little Philip.
Diet? What diet. Sweet mama, this was good. The recipe is from my girl over at Pioneer Woman and can be found here. Now I'm off to scrub my entire body with soap to be sure I don't come down with a rabid case of poison ivy from all that pickin' today.