Raspberries!!

Every year, J declares war on the neighbours mother. The war is over and with the Raspberries. A long story short, she takes ownership of the raspberries that are planted on the farm we rent. They are in our front yard, and J maintains the grass in that area. She has no ownership of the land, but has permission to garden and do whatever here. She thinks she owns it all.
So J tries to outpick her in raspberries. She feels we don't have the right to any of the raspberries. J feels, they should be shared, our landlord agrees with him. So J goes out covertly in the early morning and late at night, and picks everything. If they have any redness to them at all, he picks them, as they do ripen in the bowl. So every year I have a ton of raspberries to eat, freeze and deal with.
Every year, I tell J, it isn't worth it, we don't need that many. DON'T PICK ANY MORE GD RASPBERRIES OR I WILL DIVORCE YOU. Yet every year we go through the same thing.
So this is what I have to deal with.

Only times 10 so far.
Oh the joys of summer!!