We’ve been having a week of sunshine, wonderful; all across the valley you can hear hum of farm machinery as farmers make a snatch at a crop of winter fodder before the earth sucks the life blood back out of the grass.
Hedgerows are dripping with berries, I’ve made a few pots of bramble jelly and there’s more ‘jelly juice’ in the freezer. I’ve a recipe for rowan jelly, in one of my Hugh Fearnley -eat-it –all cook books. But I’m torn between trying to bottle some of this vibrant blast of summer fruitfulness,
Or Watching the birds eat the berries, you simply can’t have your berries and eat them, ‘tis a fact.
The boys have gone back to school today. A Friday, back to school on a Friday?