Blackberry's are starting to flower here in Devon. As a child, blackberry picking was part of our late summer weekend outings and I still have memories of my scratched hands and arms and the purple stains on our hands and mouths which went along with this! Not only did my mum and dad make blackberry wine, but also blackberry jam, various bramble jellies not to mention the stewed blackberry and apple puddings (which I loathed). The slim thorns which are angled downwards to do maximum damage are vicious. Here are a few of the colours I discovered in the stems yesterday...
..from my seasonal colour sample notebook.
..from my seasonal colour sample notebook.
