Back home in New England it’s a big tradition to visit farms, go apple picking, pumpkin picking and leaf peeping and eat all things pumpkin spice in the autumn. It’s the season I miss most!!
Here, sadly, we might spy a colourful tree and I freak out. There is this ONE tree near the Dart station which I point out each time I drive by on the way home. f I remember, I’ll take a photo of this poor one tree. Weather permitting, we’re going to pop over to the Botanic Gardens next weekend – hopefully some nice leaves will be on the trees/ground.
Soren was at soccer practice, Maebh and I set off behind Deer Park and picked some blackberries.
For some reason, all the lovely bushes along Howth Celtic were crushed down by a bulldozer – not sure why but I must ask Michael next home game.
I have no idea what to make with them so they are in the freezer until we decide what to do – probably a crumble.