How do you know when the wild black raspberries are ripe?

A short walk at the PGT makes it obvious. I’m not sure which bird(s) perched here, but clearly we’re not the only ones who think the new benches are a great place to pause.

On the paved trails, coyotes and raccoons left their own evidence in a lot of purple seedy piles. Who knew that animals would find such comfort on concrete? We’ll have to compare with what’s up next: blackberry season!