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The Turning of the Season
I think the gloomy weather at the moment is affecting my mood and I am feeling ‘down in the dumps’ so I am taking a little blogging break.  But  from the sound of this post from last year I was feeling upbeat – so I thought I would share it with you again.  Just hope my blogging mojo returns soon. 

Although each season has its merits, and I look forward to them all, September is one of my favourite months for observing the turning of the season.  Being fortunate enough to live in the countryside I become aware of the gradual changes.  As yet, the leaves haven't changed colour - but the hedgerows are becoming full of wonderful things to admire and gather.

Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better
Albert Einstein

On the way back from the plot this morning, I stopped off at one or two places where I knew (or hoped) that there would be plenty of pickings.  I wasn't disappointed.

Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth
are never alone or weary of life
Rachel Carson

I go to nature to be soothed and healed
and to have my senses put in order
John Burroughs

I love seeing the elder bushes dripping with fruit. The hedgerows are studded with purple berries - making foragers of us all.


Study nature, love nature, stay close to nature.

It will never fail you.

Frank Lloyd Wright

Blackberries are eminently photographable aren't they - the greens, reds and purples of the berries make a great subject.

Who can resist blackberry-picking - whilst we were on holiday, early one morning,  we saw two ladies doing just that behind the shore-line at Snettisham where there is a wild area.  The blackberries were smaller than we see inland - but they do have a lot of rough weather to put up with.  I will freeze those that I pick and wait till the Bramleys are ready - and make some blackberry and apple jam.

Or maybe I will collect some crab apples

If you know where to look there are plenty of apples to be had. 

Come forth into the light of things
let nature be your teacher
Wm. Wordsworth

The sloes are also ripening quite nicely - I know of some bushes where the sloes grow almost as big as damsons - unfortunately last year the council cut them back as they were threatening to grow too far on to the road.  So maybe this year there won't be as many - I'll have to and check.

And finally, there are the rosehips

Happiness is looking out across fresh fields
gazing at a distant tree
feeling the sun on your back
and the wind brushing your skin

I am hoping to be able to collect enough rosehips to make some jelly this year - a kilo should be enough, but that requires a lot of picking.  I drive slowly along the lanes when I am on a journey ready to slam on the brakes if I see some edibles calling out to be collected.  When out walking I always have plastic bags in my pockets - just in case.  You never know when you are going to come across a field of mushrooms or a stray plum tree.

It is definitely the best time of year for making the most of what nature has to offer.


  1. I hope the sun will shine on you and your blogging mojo soon, Elaine. The urge to post ebbs and flows and you may as well have a nice cup of tea and a slice of cake while it's temporarily gone.

  2. Have a good rest Elaine, and come back refreshed. In the meantime you'll be missed.

  3. Oh dear, I do hope that you being 'down in the dumps' doesn't last long. The weather certainly hasn't helped, and it's cool, damp and dull here again today.
    It's nice to read this lovely post again. Flighty xx

  4. Wow....what a beautiful post you wrote. I really enjoyed that, maybe to lift your spirits go foraging in nature again.

    I'd love you to write a post about edible mushrooms, and how to make that rose hip jelly. We have lots of mushrooms around here and in our garden, but I never quite know which are safe to pick despite having lots of books.

    I understand the feeling down thing, I felt the same last week and our weather doesn't help. I hope your spirits lift and you post again soon, I always enjoy your posts so shall miss you.xxxx

  5. Your pictures from last year as so lovely, hope you feel better after your blogging break.
    Sarah x

  6. So pretty elderberries...I never get to see them here...birds get to them first.
    Have a nice rest and I hope to see you back here soon. ♥

  7. Well what a thing,I just came up to check the computer after watching Monty and Carol extolling Autunm fruit and colours especially the Rubus clan and found that you had posted this. It really is an inspiring post Elaine and the photos are great. Autumn is a lovely season as are they all but it have a sort of comforting balmyness that is so calming.
    All the best Angela

  8. Well, you've always bounced back before and I know you will again. Thanks for the repost -- isn't blogging with photos such good way to remind ourselves of what the garden can yield? Those blackberry shots are amazing.

  9. Have a good break - see you when you get back.

  10. Enjoy your break, and nature's September bounty :)

  11. Oh Elaine, hope you'll be up in the ups again soon and you'll come back fully refreshed from your break. Will miss you.
    Patricia x

  12. Thanks everyone - I'm sure it is only a temporary glitch where the old grey matter has ceased up - we are off on holiday in a weeks time - hopefully that will do the trick.


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