Monday, August 06, 2007

The edges, a hunt and gathering.

1. At RHS Wisley, the long double borders planted with drifts of waving grasses and daisies of all shapes and sizes -- my favourites were the ones with long droopy petals skirting round cone-shaped centres.

2. Hunting for frogs, wild strawberries and strange plants in my aunt's garden.

3. The sound of blackberries dropping into a box as I pick them.


  1. wild strawberries- no comparable flavor

  2. Early for blackberries! But it is a lovely sound and the scent of brambles is something special too.

  3. 4. Anticipating the blackberries and cream later. And the blackberry tart to come.


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