On Friday evening I heard part of an interview on WNYC with Ava Chin, who writes a foraging blog for the NYTimes and she said, Blablabla mulberries.
Doh! I'd forgotten that the time is Now.
It was 6pm but I packed a bag and rushed out, heading for the park between the bridges where Eric and Mimi told me I'd find a tree. I need pictures for a piece I'm working on. I didn't find the tree. But I did find my June berries. I grazed and picked, and no one bothered me.
I will bake something.
(I miss you, Marijks)