I’m going to miss these little daily summer harvests! It’s already nearly the end of blackberries, plums and elderberries. I’ll still have tomatoes and apples keeping me company in September, until the first frost. What I’m going to do with myself when I’m no longer harvesting & preparing & preserving fruit for hours on end, I don’t know.
(Impossible to take these pictures without at least 1 hen in the corner because they know eating the bad fruits is their prerogative, so they wait. Sitting at the table you just see their tail feathers like shark fins patiently circling the spot where fruit sometimes fall from the sky)
