Google told me that yesterday was the first day of Autumn. Today a mean north wind made it feel like the last. Picking bilberries was more difficult with fingers part-numbed by the cold. This may be the last pick of the year. The later it is the more squashy they get but the compensation is they tend to be bigger and sweeter.
Still one or two Spring and early Summer flowers persist - a case of misplaced hope.
The elderberries here are too high up for us to reach thwarting our greedy determination to make the most of all free food.
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