For the last few weeks I have been watching the blackberries ripen in the hedges as I walk the delinquent dog each morning.
On Friday, I could resist no longer. The poor dog stood around, looking just like small children do when you stop in the street to talk to people – that posture that says something like ‘Oh really, haven’t you finished yet’…
While I had my breakfast courtesy of Mother Nature.
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