This sounds like the recipe I have been making for over 50 years. The only thing different, is I did not add lemon juice. Maybe, I need to give that a try.
I grew up on a farm where we had blackberries growing wild, and picked every summer. (Then itched like crazy from all the chigger bites.) I learned how to make the pies and cobblers from watching my mom and grandma make them. Usually, I made a big pie in a 9x13 pan and called it a cobbler, even though it had two crusts. My family liked the extra crust, and always wanted the corners. It had a good flavor mixed in with the juice from the berries. I also made my peach cobblers with two crusts. It's hard to find a recipe for a cobbler that has two crusts.
When I was growing up, my family did not have a freezer, except the small one in the refrigerator, so mom always canned the extra blackberries that we picked. They were good in the winter months. She cooked them with dumplings in them, and it was so good. Talking about my mom is bringing back so many memories, of all the good foods she cooked for us. I always thought of us as being poor back then, but now I think back, and feel like we were rich in many ways, maybe not in prossesions, but Love. I wish I had the opportunity to tell her once again, how much I appreciated all the things she did for me and the family, while we were growing up.
Margaret

The influence of each human being on others in this life is a kind of immortality.__John Quincy Adams
