{"id":57019,"date":"2016-08-04T22:28:36","date_gmt":"2016-08-05T02:28:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/improvisedlife.com\/?p=57019"},"modified":"2016-08-08T11:09:36","modified_gmt":"2016-08-08T15:09:36","slug":"blackberry-august-island-harvest-crumble-with-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/improvisedlife.com\/2016\/08\/04\/blackberry-august-island-harvest-crumble-with-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"Blackberry August: Island Harvest Crumble with Poem"},"content":{"rendered":"
In our neck of the woods, blackberries are considered both a scourge and a blessing.<\/p>\n
They grow anywhere and everywhere, bristling with thorns, invading civilized gardens, smothering\u00a0roadside ditches, threatening to obliterate freeway on-ramps. You can hack and thwack and rip, but without doubt, they\u2019ll be back, shooting up from underground runners that seem to grow a foot a day.<\/p>\n