#ligit cannot stop thinking abt this tree i cant fucking wait til it wakes up so i can get a cutting

[lamphaunter]

the wild red mulberry in the middle of my neighborhood's park >>>

theres literally nothing better than wild mulberries on the tree. based on the shade of red to black you can fine tune exactly how tart/sweet you want the berry ur eating to be. Red is the sourest, and black is the sweetest (if they are green they taste bitter and also they make you sick i think)

warm mullberries when they are fully blackened are sooooooo, like the way the juice sinks into your tongue like its supposed to be there. its like how a cat sinks into a sunny spot to lie down for a while :) I tried taking some berries home and put them in the fridge so theyd last longer but they are NOT the same when theyre cold like absolutely NOT. not as supple.

and also the sense of connection you get, when you see how many other ppl are getting berries from just one big ol tree. like soo many! enough that the birds the neighbors, the bugs, the soil can all be taking the berries as food. 

Its so nice to see esp since I live in one of those home-ownership suburban boroughs, where you cant grow shit on your lawn and they wont let you grow veggies unless they r in pots. and we have a piss ton of bradfords planted instead of something that could feed us all. the only patches they let grow wild are the streams and marshes bc they are too steep to mow and will just fill up with mud n shit. sometimes it makes me so like, sad to live in the suburbs cause ive seen what rural places are like, and compared to that, living here feels so dead. its just grass and grass and trees that smell awful. this spring/summer im going to get a cutting from the tree so that i can take a piece of it with me when i move out :)

so far the most baffling response to the graveyard fruit question are people apparently horrified or surprised that anyone would even consider picking any fruit from any tree anywhere that was just out there, not owned by them or not purchased from a store.

breaks my brain. you see a tree or a bush with fruit outside - not even on someone's property, just outside - and you don't take from it? you don't eat the fruit? why? what?