We planted raspberries a week ago. Many of the canes were sprouting leaves already.
They take patience – the fruit grows on canes that grew last year so we won’t see any until next year, provided the fence is strong enough to keep out the bear.
I figure they should do well – the area was covered with wild ones until the goats moved in. So on-purpose ones should thrive.
My master gardener conspires to cover the landscape with specialty crops – Asparagus, Strawberries, Raspberries. Every week a new surprise.
My Father-In-Law was a bramble grower – had 12 varieties early, late, everbearing, red, black, yellow - strung out on wires. Bought cloned stock from a fancy place near home. Mary’s dog used to pick them when he wasn’t looking. Sometimes when he was…
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