It’s 4AM on opening day of spring turkey season, and I’m sitting here wondering why mulberries aren’t more popular and why store-bought raspberries can’t be closer to wild raspberries in excellence of taste.
The air is cold, but the coffee and the smoker are hot! Pork shoulder on at 5:45, ribs to join about 11:00. This Cold Frosty Morning has already inspired me to listen to the old-time tune of the same name.
Roughed out my first mallet this past weekend from a wild black cherry that had to come down. Going to use it to work on some green black walnut I cleared this winter.