Last summer we planted some scrawny raspberry plants that had been weeded out of a friend of the family's patch. Fingers crossed, they took root and bore fruit. An ever-bearing variety (sorry, no more info than that,) these canes have one round of berries in the early-ish summer and then dive in for round two right about now.
And this second round is good, people. Real good. The canes are tall and bowed under the weight of ripe, red fruit. I have to gently un-weave and lift the laden ends out from the branches and leaves of nearby plants to pick a bowlful for after supper. And there's plenty of little green ones promising more sweetness is on the way. Who knew we'd be picking raspberries in September?