The poor raspberry plants, of which we started with 6 red and 3 or 4 golden, have become a terrifying thicket, and several of the plants have collapsed from the weight of the berries.
While I was out relieving the plants of their tasty, tasty burden, one of our neighbors stopped by with his two (ridiculously adorable) kids and asked what I was picking – none of them had ever heard of or tasted a golden raspberry. Aaron seemed ok with them, the kids would cheerfully have wrestled me to the ground and absconded with the bowl of berries if given half a chance.
Even after feeding the kids enough berries to completely ruin their dinners, I ended up with 2lbs 9.3 ounces (1171 grams) of golden raspberries, 9 grams of red raspberries, and 2lbs 9.8 ounces (1185 grams) of strawberries.
The rest of the garden is coming along very, very slowly. Half of the beets have bolted and will have to be replanted, all of the bok choy has bolted, and everything else is just tiny so far. The carrots never bothered to come up at all. Ver’ sad, that.
And, because I can’t be arsed to go get my camera and take a picture of the bounty of berries, here’s a picture of a cat (since that’s what the internet is for, right?), specifically Matt’s parents’ cat Strider: