This country is heaven for wild berries.
The wild raspberries are smaller and tarter than the ones that grow in my garden; I think they’re prettier too.
Huckleberries, when ripe, are almost black. Berry picking is a sensory feast for me; I would go just for the beauty of it.
Saskatoon berries, also known as serviceberries, are seedy and a bit bland in the wild. But I love the blush of dusky violet.