September Days

September is always a prominent marker in the year. It makes me think of sharp pencils and new shoes; reading suggestions and equipment lists; scratched hands picking shiny blackberries and apples eaten straight from the tree.

Hip, Hip, Hoorah

The rosehips in the hedgerows and garden are ready to pick. There are deep red round rosehips on the Rosa Rugosa and large round, orange rosehips on The Generous Gardener bush in the garden.   Brightly coloured oval rosehips grow in various hedges around the farm. It seems a shame not to use them somehow.