Friday, August 31, 2012

Summertime



Went blackberrying for an hour and a half this afternoon.  I do enjoy this activity even though there is a tussle to pick the fruit which is so well guarded by thorns and nettles and the juice of many over-ripe berries stained fingers and clothes.  Many have been picked now but there are still more that are developing and won’t be ready for some time.  

Surprisingly I found a place where blossom is still forming, giving the bees yet more pollen to collect.  A few Gatekeeper (?) butterflies were in evidence though the grasshoppers were silent.  I managed to collect three tubs-full and, having bought gelatine this morning, experimented with apple juice to make apple and blackberry jelly.   The jam made last week seems to have worked out well but I will have to wait until tomorrow to find out whether the jelly has set.

2 comments:

Antonia said...

Your post brought back happy childhood memories of blackberrying. I love this time of year and my heart always lifts at the sight of the first ripe berry. Some advice from a seasoned blackberry picker, though (if the area where you pick is frequented by dogs) never pick lower than the lifted hind leg of a Great Dane can reach ;-)

John-Francis Friendship said...

Thanks for the insight - but I couldn't resist some in the lower reaches of the brambles...