Right outside our back door, you can literally reach out and pluck them off the bush. We have quite a good crop, although they aren’t fully ripe yet. Unfortunately they keep getting eaten… By hubby! ❤️ I love him, but he can snaffle all the raspberries (and gooseberries) before I even get near them!
Looking for comfort food, I’ve got strawberries in the fridge but no cream. I’m going to get some tomorrow. I want something fresh and summery to remind me summer is going to arrive, that picnics might happen again. That I can visit the park again with friends one day. That life can be restored.. All that in a bowl of strawberries and cream….
About a random photo…
Flowers like crumpled paper.
Red drained to orange and yellow.
High in windblown meadows,
Summer in your petals
Giving your celtic roots
Room to roam.