Wednesday, August 12, 2015






Out early this morning for a walk in the woods. I cut down the path leading between the two ponds & notice the blackberry bushes. I pick a few - an early breakfast - & make a mental note to return.

This afternoon I chivvy the girls into a walk & we go back to the same spot. While I know you can't pick mushrooms, to my knowledge there's nothing about hedgerow fruits.

Back home we weigh them - about 140 gr - which in the supermarket would be a 2.90 euros punnet's worth.

Which, of course, is not the point. The walk, the chat, the jokes, the fun of finding fruit ... that's what mattered.

Coming over shamelessly Heaney all of a sudden.

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P.S. to previous post ... .... the 'formula' was in no way meant to imply any criticism of Dusapin's music. Quite the contra...