What does an author do when she isn't authoring? Well, once the hedgerows start groaning under the weight of their ripe harvest, you'll find this author out foraging for their treasures. There is nothing more satisfying (in my opinion) than heading out with a pile of empty plastic containers and a pair of welly boots, ready for the hunt. Unless it's enjoying the spoils afterwards, of course.
This is the haul I gathered in just an hour yesterday morning. Crab apples for jelly; sloes for hedgerow jelly - and the essential sloe gin, of course; haws for a tincture for the heart & circulation, plus the hedgerow jelly; and blackberries for... blackberry vinegar, bramble & hedgerow jellies & blackberry gin with plenty left over to freeze for crumbles over the winter. My next outing will be for more blackberries, sloes & haws, plus jewel-like scarlet rosehips, which weren't ripe enough to gather yesterday.