Purple fingers & happy tastebuds!

Nobody in the lane, and nothing, nothing but blackberries,

Blackberries big as the ball of my thumb, and dumb as eyes

Ebon in the hedges, fat

With blue-red juices.

Sylvia Path

A handful of wild blackberries is the purest taste of summer.

Anonymous

O, blackberry tart, with berries as big as your thumb, purple and black, and thick with juice, and a crust to endear them that will go to cream in your mouth, and both passing down with such a taste that will make you close your eyes and wish you might live forever in the wideness of that rich moment.

Richard Llewellyn