No cobbler

The aronia* berries are ready in the public park two miles from my home. I passed them yesterday while Traveling at the Speed of Bike. But I won’t be making a berry cobbler with them, as I did five years or so ago (pictured) when they were first full of fruit (and which I shared…

“I don’t know about this”

So I am gorging myself on free public fruit called serviceberries (known as June berries in some places, although they ripen here in Atlanta in May) right on the edge of Centennial Olympic Park in Downtown Atlanta,  when a man who is perhaps without a home ambles by. He says, “Are those berries?’ I say,…

If anyone wants to join me

While resting my bike in a field of clover so I could check on the public serviceberry and mulberry trees yesterday on Atlanta’s Freedom Parkway PATH, I got to thinking how pretty it was, how simple. And then I got to thinking (yet again) how we’re doing it wrong, in general — this life thing….

Feel free to pick

My 88-year-old friend Rod’s endangered peach trees (the city may cut them down) in a public park where he received permission to do a groundbreaking, potentially industry-changing organic peach tree experiment, are loaded with little fuzzy peaches right now. I rode by them the other day, and then I saw Rod when he gave a…

Peachy

My friend Rod’s public peach trees have blushing fruit on them. I saw them when I was at the park today while Traveling at the Speed of Bike. They stand on the edge of a field that the city is planning on turning into an “open play field.” Already filled with grass and nitrogen-enhancing clover,…