I retire from the workforce this week and to celebrate have decided to retire my current blogs and start afresh with a single consolidated blog - My Bright Field - to record the delights of my new life adventure. If you are interested follow me over there. I will still be Sweet Wayfaring and collecting Royal Hotels. The delights I discover along the way will appear together with my gardens and towns where I live.
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
Blackberries with cream is a real treat Joan but unfortunately this plant has become invasive and almost impossible to eradicate ... We have it growing in our Adelatide Hills.
ReplyDeleteI should have written don't eat "these". Because yes they are yummy and if we pick the ones that aren't poisoned we are doing our bit for the environment, at least they won't turn into more seeds for the birds to plant. But put on your armour to go picking ... those prickles are relentless.
DeleteI lived in armidale for a long time. This is a very familiar sign. I also love Blackberries.
ReplyDeleteA funny plant. Beautiful fruit but a horrid bush. I guess it has a good protection system.
ReplyDeletei used to go blackberry picking ... I have no memory of the prickles, but have wonderful memories of purple mouths, and rivulets of purple jucie down each arm ...
ReplyDeleteIt took me until the end of the second sentence to realise this was not a warning about mobile phones
ReplyDeleteHa ha. I work with Telcos so every time I type blackberry (the plant) I have to stop myself from typing BlackBerry (the phone).
DeleteBefore the days of bad infestation, it used to be a yearly outing for we children. We'd all come back covered in scratches, stained mouths and buckets full of berries. Mum would cook them up into the most delicious pies :D)
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