The hedgerows are more thickly laden with fruit this autumn than I have seen for years. We wander around the field edges, purple stained and greedy, tiptoeing through nettles and gingerly reaching through the brambles. Rowan and haws, hips and blackberries, sloes and elderberries, all are growing in abundance, jumbled together and weighting slender stems earthwards. All these and more, we have been gathering. The jewel like colours inspired me to rummage amongst my yarn collection and collect my wool ends in glorious berry shades. Now I need a nice pattern for a jerkin if anyone has one?
While Sandpiper does her best " I'm the boss in this field" display. ( This is for Hazel's benefit, not ours - Hazel being the latest addition to our herd - Sandpiper is deeply annoyed at her sharing our blackberries, despite not liking them herself!)