This afternoon what started out as a common whinge in our house "I'm booorrred!" resulted in blackberry hunting.
Our neighbour had mentioned a couple of weeks ago we were welcome to pick his brambles at the bottom of his land.
There was a bit of convincing and assurance needed, as one such child was a bit unsure of the large ram
Here he is sussing out the situation
And the ram? he couldn't have cared less ( he's actually ours...on loan )
Nevertheless walking the boundary line and making their way into the long grass, I chuckled as I watched on.
Little J sampling a whole lot more than picking, and Mr B straight to business....he's a doer!
And the end result
Slim pickings for our planned pie.
I had it on good authority that most of them passed a certain boys lips rather than the bucket! hehe
So off they went down our land this time, to our small patch, but this time because Mr B tripped, all their efforts fell into a large fresh cowpat!!
Luckily I always keep frozen berries in the freezer.
So that combined with our whole entire apple harvest this year
( a whole 3 apples! ) we had enough to make a crumble
This is the childhood I've dreamt for our kids for such a long time, and it's small moments like this that I want to hold onto and remember for years to come, hopefully they will too!
Ending our meal tonight with my crochet on my lap and a delicious hot crumble was a nice distraction :)