Our September visit, to pick raspberries, already a distant memory and probably the last we’ll see of the plot this year. I have no doubt that our crawling, babbling baby will be a walking, talking (maybe-digging-with-a-stick) boy when it’s time to brush the cobwebs off the spade next year.
er, what do you mean digging Mum, Chief Fruit Sampler is my job thank you!
ps. it’s gone very quiet on the comment front so for anyone who is still reading ‘hello‘ and apologies for fewer gardening/cooking posts and more ‘life with baby’ posts. That’s just how it is now so feel free to wander off and come back in thew new gardening season. Would be lovely if you hung around though, cheers x