Living on a farm, miles from the nearest town, we grew or foraged for our food. Mid-July to mid-September was prime berry picking season and an opportunity to socialize. When a neighbor spotted a ripe berry patch the call went out and the pickers gathered, berry pails, old hats, and rubber boots in hand. Dodging branches and hornets and trying to stay in the shade were constant challenges but the reward of the succulent sweetness of fruit ripened on the bush made it all worthwhile.
30" x 24"
acrylic/oil on canvas
$1500