Eager to beat the devil before he spits on the blackberries, I've been along the hedgerows picking blackberries, elderberries, crab apples, hips, haws and sloes to make cordial and I now have three bottles of beautiful deep inky purple liquid, which I hope will taste as good as it looks. It seems to sum up autumn. Sadly, the same dark residue under my fingernails looks less than attractive.
No comments:
Post a Comment