Along rivers that feed into the Chesapeake, small towns, farms and a sense of community has thrived over the years.
I love that fishermen are called watermen.
We had a short escape there this weekend to visit the Newlyweds. Friday night there was a big score when we found a ripe pokeberry bush. OK, we had just had Daiquiries on the dock so maybe a bit more enthusiastic than normally. But then again, I really love pokeberries.
Pokeberries are fantastic for inks and dyeing. They are poisonous so don't eat them. But the spring shoots are edible and eaten quite a bit in the south.
If you are using them to dye cloth, you will need 2-1, berries to dry weight fabric. Strip them from the stems.
Pokeberries (great name, huh?) grow in disturbed areas - at the edges of woods, say or where some housing developments have gone up all over the US.
They will probably still be green right now but over the next 4 weeks they'll ripen. So hop on it and claim a Pokeberry bush in your neighborhood.
I made her do it (but it didn't take much). We pick a bunch of stems and they are now tucked into the fridge. I'm going to try to make a shelf-stable pokeberry ink this week. Or maybe freezing them would be the best option.
Farmers Market, my favorite coffee shop, Evergrain Bread Co. in Chestertown,
a swim in the Chesapeake and a massive crab fest with Maryland's state desert (huh?), Smith Island cake before we rolled home.