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Stacey

Gorgeous photos. All the best about summer :)

I wanted to make strawberry jam so bad this summer--but I was too late to find local strawberries and I am not buying store bought to make jam.

The blackberries look delicious; maybe I will try those :)

Catherine

I love everything about summer. It's a shame that it goes by way too fast. Well, at least we have harvests from it's bounty to enjoy in the winter.

Chris

Who doesn't love blackberries? They are one of my favorite wild edible! I can remember picking buckets of them as a kid for my mother's blackberry cobblers. I have tried to recreate it, but have never gotten the taste just right.

CountryDew

Yum. Those berries and tomatoes had me drooling!

CountryDew

Yum! Those berries and tomatoes had me drooling!

Dave

You've summarized some of the best things about summer! The tomatoes, blackberries, blueberries, and watermelon are the most delicious parts of the season!

Gordon Smith

BlogAsheville netizen,

See you Friday?

http://blogasheville.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-on-friday-july-25th.html

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