Blackberries and Apples

Aug 28, 2008 at 3:28 PM
It's harvest here. Nothing formal or organized, just that the weather's perfect and the fruit are ripening and it's always a shame to waste that.

And the girls do their level best not to waste a moment of it.

So for the past few weeks, we've been eating a lot of homemade, wild-ripened blackberry pies and we've got the makings for about 20 apple pies sitting in a bucket in the kitchen, from which we ocassionally pilfer a snack or two.

I remember very well the magic of this. There is something absolutely impossible to learn from television - something that can only be learned by doing - about turning a few hours of gathering into a useful, amazing product that you simply made out of your own purposeful action. You cannot get nearly the same satisfaction from a perfectly-made store-bought pie, as you can from your own humble, crumbly, far-tastier, home-made, self-obtained pies.

And it's a lot of fun to be the mother of these particular gatherers.

People scoff at the hunter-gatherer stage of human existence, but I do believe it was the requisite beginnings of the lofty goals we've now obtained as a species. Or at least are working to obtain.

The recognition that you can shape your environment to your own needs and that you can turn nothing into something are a simple plain-as-day beginning to the recognition that you can master the universe. And you know you are doing something as timeless and satisfying as any other basic function of life.

So my kids are learning to master the universe. One blackberry at a time.


  1. Robin Says:

    Awesome. Makes me homesick for a home I can't go back to.

  2. Kat Says:

    Ah! Dammit, I have to check in here every single day. I love this. You're amazing.