Raspberry time

This morning on my garden walk about, I noticed the first raspberries were ripe. Time to get out there and pick them before the birds do, I thought. Time to pick them before the grandchildren spot them too. I don't mind sharing with either of them, but I like to get a good amount, some to eat fresh, some to freeze. So for the next two or three weeks I will be checking daily for ripe raspberries.  I scrambled about amongst the swaying branches thinking they seemed to have grown an awful lot recently and realised I'd not tied the canes to the frame which Richard had made earlier this year. That's another job to add to my 'to do' list.

I got a small amount of raspberries from these first pickings. I gave them to the grandchildren as an after school treat with ice cream. I think they will love me forever.