Mulberries.... I have great memories of the first time I had mulberries... I also remember that I ate so many that I didn't need dinner that night, and we ran out of poopoo paper the next day... LOL. I can't pass a mullberry tree now with out snagging a handful, and I am also smart enough now not to eat until my belly is full. Ah... what a difference 30 years can make in the decision making process...
As for the green grass... I don't expect to see that again for many a month... It's too cold here. I think I need to move...
My mulberry was recently transplanted to a huge pot on the veranda as it had failed to thrive in the back paddock. We were waiting to decide where to replant it. It is giving us a huge yield of fruits. Hubby had never picked a mulberry before and ... yes you've guessed, squished them as he was picking them and my patio slabs are a lovely shade of mottled red and brown, even washing it immediately didn't get rid of the stainsThey say never to plant a mulberry near a pathway, driveway or washing line. When we lived at floreat park our 80 year old neighbor had the loveliest mango trees.