Unripe walnuts hang like small green eggs from Marcelle's tree and the one at Le Boissy.
A few blackberries are just ripening. I eat one, but it tastes quite sour.
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Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
1 comment:
Ah! High summer!
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