Our village is swathed in sunshine today, making up for all that murky grey weather last week. I had to get outside. It was a solo expedition: younger son and husband are off playing football, older son is in his lair, doing his homework.
This view could almost be midsummer! It's so still today, almost balmy.
I thought I'd missed all the hedgerow harvests while I was mouldering away in hospital, but I spotted quite a few of these plump looking chaps today, and wonder if it might not be too late for a spot of sloe gin after all. I did hear that the fruits are best after they've been exposed to a couple of frosts. I'll pick some next time I'm out.