About Raspberry Road

When I was a young girl we lived on a this little country road that had wild raspberries growing along the fence rows, which was unusual, because blackberries are what you would normally find around here. The neighbor had planted them years before and they had just taken over that fence line, and one of my most cherished memories as a child was walking down that little dirt road with my mother picking those sweet wild raspberries and yet, never being able to make it home with any because they would be gone before we even got close to home.