Mulberries!

Mulberries are one of my favorite childhood memories. My sister and I would climb the trees and pick and eat as many as we could. Our hands and face would be stained all purple from the berries. Well, a few days ago, we went up to visit my sister, and we repeated our childhood. After eating---uh, I mean picking a few pints of the purple treasures, Rebecca made delicious crepes with whipped cream made from my sister's goat milk. Oh yeah, that's good!