I always like walking with a purpose (not just ‘for exercise’) and today I had a reason to go to the Common.
I did feel that I was maybe a bit late to the party but a few days ago, after reading Nana Cathy’s post I looked for blackberries. In lots of places the bushes were fairly bare: picked or poor harvest? – not sure – but then I found a corner where there were a few, so today I went out with a couple of small plastic boxes and a planned route.
And I came back with these.
Here’s a closer look. Beautifully shiny!
I will eat some now and freeze the others.
When I came home and looked out, I saw that my tree had provided a few apples on the ground. (I have only been eating windfalls as the ones I tried to pick off the tree seemed firmly attached).
In fact when I picked them all up I had more than enough to make a apple and blackberry pie or crumble. Which to make?
My apples are Coxes not cooking apples but they do cook well.
In the end I offered to make something for my son as well as I had a couple more apples in the fridge. I decided to go for piesas I had suitably sized tins. The one on the right is the one for my son is as it’s the better shaped tin.
The other tin is deeper and narrower but I added an underneath layer of pastry to leave less room for fruit and because I do like a tart rather than a pie if made in a metal tin.
My son came round to collect his pie and we had a drink and a chat which was really pleasant and when he left I put my pie in the oven.
So I had half for supper. and I can have the other half tomorrow.