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The last fruits of summer

by Clare Mansell
The last fruits of summer

We haven’t had much luck with growing fruit and veg in our own garden over the last few years. The local wildlife desimated the few small seedlings I planted in the spring and even our basil plant by the backdoor got nibbled, but my parents always have a good harvest on their plot (proper rabbit proofing helps!) and even at this time of year there are a few surprises to be found amidst the wilting plants.

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When Theo heard there were raspberries in need of picking he could barely contain his enthusiasm. This boy has a serious addiction to fruit of any kind, but particularly the kind that can be plucked from bushes by his keen fingers. He knows every blackberry bush within several miles of our house and could tell you exactly where the fruit has lingered longest and is still fat and juicy, but raspberries are a seriously special treat…

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He may look like he’s offering that bowl towards me in the photo, but don’t be fooled, he’s pretty terrible at dividing up his spoils and that outstretched hand is more about showing than it is about sharing, but we’ll forgive him, the last fruits of summer are precious things.

Linking up with Lauren…

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Carie @ Space for the Butterflies October 26, 2015 - 6:32 am

My Dad came for the weekend with a small bowl of raspberries from his garden, it’s amazing what you can find still growing isn’t it, and Theo looks very happy with his haul!

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Emma Shilton October 26, 2015 - 7:53 pm

Lovely photographs. I cannot get Little Mr to eat raspberries. He adores strawberries and no matter how hard I try, he won’t touch them. He’s the same with his strawberries though, he won’t share them with me but can’t blame him

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Nancy October 28, 2015 - 12:51 am

One of my favourite photos of Sarah – my oldest was taken when she was 2 sitting in a big chair at my parents cottage in northern Ontario. She has the same huge bowl of berries and looks overjoyed – but the noise a few minutes later when I took some of them was a sight to behold.

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