Sob, sob....

Yes, Fellow Blippers, that is the sound of me crying. This is our very last raspberry for the year!!

Usually we can depend on autumn raspberries at least until the end of April, but those 40 degree plus days burnt off many of the canes, and this is the last single solitary specimen that you see before you.

For dinner tonight we will very careful bisect it and eat half each. With a knife and fork. And a dab of cream.

Red lusciousness