At last, the long-awaited day of foraging with a similar-minded friend arrived today. We went to three different spots in all and I collected 2.5 kg of rosehips, a kilo of blackberries and a bag of nettles.
I’ve already started on a batch of rosehip and chilli jelly, realising that the one I made at the end of August was simply not enough. With the blackberries I intend to make jam and the nettles will become soup.
While we were in the Wakefield area, we came across a field of sheep, one of which came up and clearly wanted to be stroked. Have you ever heard of such a thing? Well, I certainly hadn’t.
Just round the corner from my house, we finished off the day with a walk in land reclaimed with the closure of the local coal mine in the 1980s. Honestly, we needn’t have gone anywhere else but I do hope to go back very soon as on top of rosehips and rosehips and rosehips as well as the ubiquitous blackberries, there were apple trees, too.