As the days grow shorter, and my wallet thinner, no job in sight and the cupboards grow bare (it's not really that bad, yet!)... one thing I can be grateful for are the gifts of the earth. I have no garden, but blackberries grow like weeds along the side of the road around here! And next to my not-so-secret berry patch, there is an old, gnarled lone apple tree just aching from too much fruit, right on the edge of a forest. So, today, I went and picked my fill of berries, worth about 15-20$ at the market, and stocked up on these beautiful apples... I think I'll make muffins.
I did learn one thing: berry prices at market must be directly related to how dangerous it is to harvest them: in spite of my thinking ahead (long-sleeves and boots), I walked away with one splinter, around ten bloody pricks, torn clothing, and a good twenty new huge brown spider friends who were happy that I didn't tear thier homes all up in my endeavor. For me, this is part of the pleasure. For others, a good reason to spend 5$ a pint!
Et.... VOILA!
2 comments:
Oh, Hanushka! What a terrific blog,and what an amazing group of pictures. As you know, blackberries and apples are my mostest favourite combination of fruits, the childhood memory of long ago immediately coming to mind, when we children would go down to the railway lane down by Dorrington's farm in Marston Magna on the Sherborne road to fill our baskets with these heavenly berries, which were zealously protected by their thorny boughs. As a matter of fact, tomorrow I shall make some blackberry and apple jam from fruit collected round and about here. Thanks!
Those look yummy! :)
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