|After one hour's picking, ahem|
Sometimes, especially during these long summer days, I have to pinch myself to prove that life isn't a dream. Yesterday was one of those dreamy days, with an invitation to a friend's farm to pick raspberries and red currants. The peeps ran around the massive berry patch, well a berry field really, with ruby stained lips playing with their friends, whilst mama picked kilo after kilo of sweet juicy fruit.
For me, a kitchen full of freshly picked berries is my idea heaven. I've made red currant jelly, raspberry muffins, raspberry ice cream and still there is more fruit left.
This afternoon we're going back to the farm to camp by the riverside. More good times. Hope you're having an excellent summer too.