Wow. Brings back memories of picking blackberries along the stone fence row on my aunt and uncles farm as a kid. They were so sweet and worth risking an occasional runin with a black snake.
We picked huge canning kettles full of them.
We've just moved to a new house and I've planted rhubarb, raspberries, current and blackberries. Not the first place that we have lived where we have planted berries. LOL. We usually end up moving just when the plants are starting to bear fruit. I've wondered whether the those who moved in appreciated our gift or saw the bushes as something to pull out as quick as possible.