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It’s a great year for berries. Our blueberry bushes are loaded with the biggest, sweetest berries I have ever tasted. The raspberries are full and sweet. The blackberries are still mostly unripe but the canes are heavy with future berries.


raspberry ramble


every berry

a sweet cup


from its cosy seat

deep in brambles

juice pressed

between teeth

seeds and briars

handfuls of sun

rain clouds

warm winds

gravel soil

eager fingers



Copyright Jane Tims 2019


All my best


Written by jane tims

August 25, 2019 at 8:11 pm

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