There are blackberries, and then there are 21st century NE Texas blackberries. You might have lived here long enough to remember Grandma telling the neighborhood kids, “There’ll be cobbler tonight, after you pick the blackberries.” (She probably called them dewberries, and she was right.) Those thorny canes, and the snakes and the chiggers associated with berry picking, dissuaded some blackberry pickers, but the sight of Grandma rolling dough made many grab their pails and head to the woods. “There’ll be cobbler tonight!”