The summer before fifth grade, I got my first job...picking berries! There was a farm about a 1/4 mile away from our house. Every morning, I would get on my bike, ride down there and pick. I would lay on my side, or back, because that is how you get the best ones, you know. They are big, and ripe, hiding behind leaves and thorns. I got paid 25 cents a pint, and that first summer, I think I made $3oo.oo! I loved that job.
We have some red raspberries on our land, but not enough to make a pie, or jam. We do have a farm down the road, where you can get some delicious ones.