I want to call these choke cherries but I don’t think that’s what they are 🐗

berriesChilly and windy and rainy as today was, I would like to put it on repeat. I could say that my favorite part of the day was my pre-dawn trek downtown to the farmer’s market. It is getting toward the end of the season but I was still able to get things like local sweet corn, lima beans, and teensy tinesy brussel sprouts. And tomatoes but those seem to be available at the market much of the year nowadays. I suspect some of our farmers are using hoop houses and whatever.

We were surprised that our friend “Wan Oo” was not at her eclectic booth this morning but we liked “Sun”, her enthusiastic replacement (and long-time friend/neighbor). Sun said something about the “R” word. I can’t see that applying to Wan Oo but who knows. If that’s the case, I hope Wan Oo still visits at least part time. We traded in an empty kimchee jar for a discount on a new one and bought a wee acorn(?) squash.

After the usual Saturday morning Landfill chores, we decided to walk downtown and visit our fave new waitress for lunch at the Griz. Wouldn’t you know, my mouse child showed up just in time to horn in on our plans. So much fun. We found the beauteous berries (?) in the photoooo on the way home. I have seen these in the area before but never in such profusion. Alas, I do not know what they are. I tried to call them choke cherries but my mouse called me out on that and some subsequent googling suggests that they are probably not choke cherries. Anyone know?

We wore glubs today! Those little knit KMart/WalMart/Meijer glubs that cost something like $1.00. It is not really all that cold out there today but, with the wind and rain, they took the edge off. Y’all are taaaarrred of hearing about Titanium Pinky but she had an interesting time with the glubs. You know how when you put glubs on, your fingers kind of push themselves into them? Well, I didn’t. But now I do, because TP sort of *didn’t* push into her appointed spot. She has gotten a bit lazy and kind of whined and demanded, “*You* put me in there.” Well, okay. I helped her that first time but later on when I put glubs on for a late afternoon woods walk, TP was well on the way to relearning that particular Great Lake State skill.

BTW, I am not sure why I refer to TP with feminine pronouns. It feels right to me for whatever reason. I hope it isn’t too annoying.

4 Responses to “I want to call these choke cherries but I don’t think that’s what they are 🐗”

  1. Paulette Attie Says:

    Poke berries? We had them at our home in Toledo and treated them like a weed. Birds love them.

  2. Sam Says:

    I’ll go with Paulette’s poke ID. Stem of plant is often reddish, and can be quite thick/stout.

    TP is part of you and you are female, so and therefore: TP is female. Isn’t that how logic works?

    And, no, never annoying.

  3. Pooh Says:

    I’d say pokeweed. You can use them as a beautiful dye, which unfortunately is not very light-fast. I’ve heard the young shoots are edible, but you have to prepare them carefully, as they contain oxalic acid. One time when Dan was fairly young, we used a few berries to draw designs on our forearms. Mark was not at all amused. Gee, I hope that early experience wasn’t the formative seed for all of Dan’s tattoos! 😉

  4. l4827 Says:

    The Official Phalange Group (OPG) of Ann Arbor points out the ambidextrous nature of pronouns.