For any one who has not had the pleasure, this is that infamous Brier Patch, the sort of place where that Rabbit of Renown made good his escape. This is the source of those delicious Blackberries that stain the fingers and faces of those Happy Summer Young'uns. 
But, note the deadly spikes that defend these treats. These are the sort of things that draw blood from the unwary. See the seemingly insignificant yet vicious curve to the thorns. This diabolical feature is what makes them dig deeper the harder you struggle. And you struggle in pain.
Our son once flipped off his bike into one of these. His first reaction was relief at his seemingly soft landing. Then he tried to move. By the time he returned home to his momma, he was a bloody mess.
I hate to find myself in the middle of a brier patch.
3 comments:
They do have pretty color in the winter, though. I've read in the garden books that people plant them as a winter feature but we certainty don't have the space to devote to that sort of thing.
Wonderful. So the blackberries grow in the briers? I do not recall getting all bloody gathering blackberries last time I was someplace those things grow.
I DO remember having to use a stick to poke at the blackberry hedge - so as to find out the easy way if there were any snakes in there.
You can usually get them from the edge without too much trouble.
Post a Comment