It certainly isn't on my "to-do" list but I bet if I went out there in clothes that better protected me from thorns I could find lots more. This was about five minutes' worth of wading in the lily of the valley bed and carefully extracting berries.
This almost kinda-sorta makes up for the damned things growing in our front yard in the first place; to me they're no better than weeds, but at least we got a little treat out of them, for once.
I suppose it's because there are no rabbits or squirrels hanging around the front yard this year. I've seen, on a few occasions, a dark-colored cat wandering around the local area, and I'd suspect that has something to do with the dearth of rabbits and squirrels. But what about birds? Don't they eat raspberries? Or is the mystery cat keeping them away, too?
Regardless, raspberries, fresh off the cane. Maybe have 'em after dinner tonight with a little sugar.