Reminiscing about summers throughout my childhood and this memory came to mind. I had just moved to Wisconsin from California and my family and I went and picked raspberries in the backyard before my uncle removed all of the bushes. I remember being fascinated by the color of the raspberries and I would inspect them closely before eating them. Unfortunately, I inspected them too closely and found that there were tiny bugs crawling on them! It's okay, I enjoyed them while I could.