Eat, Drink and be Berry

We have entered a land where fruit is plentiful and rains from the skies....Well when Joe's throwing it at my exposed back to get a paintball effect.
We set off a few days ago to seek out blackberries. Joe had a stop on the side of the road and sneak around and fill our buckets sort of plan in mind...however, most of the bushes we came by were in residential areas. So we scrapped that plan and went a beautiful U pick site where we picked and sampled the glories of marionberries, blueberries and the seasons remaining raspberries.
On our way back, we spotted a park that was surrounded by blackberry bushes, so we stopped off and grabbed some containers and went for it. There were berries everywhere. We just kept picking, I actually started to feel a bit greedy and then I started to wonder why there were so many berries present...why weren't other people picking them? Were they sprayed routinely with pesticides? Had there been some radiation exposure, or toxic waste spill? Was it against the law? Did the locals know something that we didn't? I mentioned this to Joe, so we decided to consult the state parks sign on our way out.
Door number 3 - Under state park regulations, you are not cut or destroy or pick the fruit or plants. Whoops! Suddenly I imagined a great hulking pile of abandoned blackberries at the foot of the sign from others who had made our same mistake. Our forbidden fruit however has been picked free of debris, rinsed and bagged and is residing comfortably in our freezer.