Monday, 16 August 2010

Picking Blackberries


I've got this dream. One day I want to own my own house with a small garden. Nothing too fancy, but in the garden there will be some fruit canes (raspberries definitely), fresh herbs, a big table for entertaining, a BBQ and a wood fired oven. It will be a wonderful place to relax with a book, glass of wine, great food and be a great venue to have friends round on a summer's evening.

Yesterday on the first night of my holiday I helped my dad pick some blackberries from the garden. It was a little part of the dream....


9 comments:

  1. Must be heaven, so much soft fruit, so little time...

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  2. Hey, how long are you back for? In London at all?

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  3. Go with the dream Richard, sounds like a good one. Would love to be sitting at that big table as well. Loving the new look of the blog! Got back from Wellington today, talk about an eating marathon!

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  4. Ooooo picking fresh berries! I remember when our old house had raspberries and blackberries, it was always so much fun! I'd like to come to your dream house =) Enjoy your holiday.

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  5. Beautiful berries! I miss picking all the wild berries in Finland!

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  6. i love going berry picking! your dream sounds awesome

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  7. I have a similar dream too! And if I didn't live in bloody expensive Sydney I might be able to afford a house with a productive garden in a decent suburb close to the city! :)

    I'm definitely having a mulberry tree. I had one as a kid and I had a ball of a time!

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  8. Missing having a garden, missing that garden in South Moreton....just managed to kill off my coriander from the farmer's market...it didn't like the shady balcony......

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