Behind my house is a large patch of blackberries. Himalayan Blackberries, big and sweet, but with thorns and stalks that are big and stiff, too. Hacking them back is a chore, but there are sweet rewards, too. The last time I trimmed them back I really went to town. I jumped in and hacked and picked, hack-hack-hack, pick-pick-pick, hack-pick, hack-pick. You get the idea. When I came inside afterwards and washed the grit, grime and blackberry juice from my arms, I noticed how m