More Memories - The Mulberry Tree

The Mulberry Tree has grown, and, right now, its berries are changing into the rich, dark red color that means they are ripe. I've never been able to collect enough to make jam, but that's not been a problem. These berries are delicious right off the tree, at least, those that are left when the squirrels and birds finish with them.

Last year, Spike and I would run to the mulberry tree where we would share the ripe berries. Even though he was old and feeble, he'd still charge out demanding his berries.
Spike would eat as many as he could from the ground under the tree, then he would demand that I give him some from the tree. He really loved those berries!

Now, I have Pixie. She doesn't like mulberries, but she tolerates me going to the tree in search of the ripe berries. She just looks somewhat puzzled as I reach for the higher branches in search of more berries. I have to admit, this is a time I really miss my silly old dog.

A part of my heart is still empty without Spike, but the tree is full of memories for me.

Spike Made it to Mulberry Season!

Well, I'm proud to say, that Spike made it to mulberry season again! For those of you who don't know, Spike is in the early stages of renal failure. I know it can go south at any time, but he's doing very well right now.

Anyway, Spike dearly loves mulberries. All I have to say to him, during this season, is, "Let's go get some mulberries," and he's right behind me demanding his fair share of the berries.

Since this will, most likely, be his last summer, he is getting pretty much everything he wants, including my mulberries. (I do sneak in a few for me.)



I did have a handful of mulberries in the seconds before I shot this picture. Look, there's only one left, and I didn't get it! Spike did enjoy his mulberries!