FL tells me that our neighbours to the south used to be raspberry-growers by trade and that these bushes are self-seeded descendants, blown over the wall. I didn't know raspberries did this, but who am I to argue?
Nowadays, the neighbour's field is full of wistful-looking cows, watching as my daughter and I pick box after box of juicy fruits.
We made a big batch of jam at the weekend - we had to stop when I ran out of jars. Raspberry crumble anyone?
Then last night,as I drove home, I came across THIS! (Click to enlarge photo and read the sign). I didn't do it! My children didn't do it. Cars do not randomly drive along this road! So we are putting it down to Hit and Run Street Art. You city dwellers have painted potatoes on top of bus shelters? Well, we have Rubber Duckie! Sadly, Mother Duck was gone this morning...



2 comments:
Raspeberry Jam, YUM YUM. We have some raspeberry canes at the "new" house. I went round there yesterday to pick some of them, most are later fruiting ones. I also got lots of blackberries from the brambles in the hedge. They are now stewed with some apples and are waiting to become a pie. That's a project for tomorrow.
How weird about the duck, but also kind of cool!
Hey! You know about the potatoes? Because I've been seeing the potatoes (not just painted, but festooned with spikes), and I still don't understand them. Am fascinated to hear there are more potato art experiences out there, or at least, that it is a Known Thing.
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