My friend Daniela asked me if I wanted to come out to her farm. She said she knew where we could find a lot of blackberries.
It was an arduous way to get to the hedgerows with baby strollers, but eventually we made it. Unfortunately there weren't many ripe berries, so we'll have to go again if we want enough for pies. But Rafael ate them happily one by one.
There are more and more yellow leaves strewn on the forest floor and the mornings have a slight chill. All little signs of autumn's approach....