Sunday, September 05, 2010

Bramble Hunting

.
The Great Bramble Hunt is an annual tradition in our family.

Each year, Rogan, Meg and I trek out to our favourite spot to try and fill some tubs with this most wonderful berry, staining our fingers purple, while trying to avoid spiders and maggots and getting scratched and stung by gorse bushes and stinging nettles.


Meg usually eats more than she saves

Usually I manage to fill my tub, Rogan half fills his and Meg covers the bottom of hers while managing to plaster herself in more purple mulch than you would have believed possible.


Meg's tub filling up

This year, however, I filled mine in record time; Rogan filled his; and Meg managed to ¾ fill hers by the time we had to head home for lunch. Some will go into bramble crumble, while others will be frozen to be used for Maggie's bramble ice-cream at Christmas.

Our favourite patch is on the coast, and while I was waiting for the other two, I wandered down to the water’s edge where I saw a seal poking its head out of the sea, watching me. It didn’t take long to get bored and disappear, but I just managed to catch a blurry shot of it on the camera.




Are you looking at me?

I then just sat on the stones, watching the waves crash on the shore. Not huge waves by global standards – probably little more than about 3 feet high – but larger than usual. The geography of the Solway Firth and this bit of SW Scotland means it’s quite sheltered from the roughest seas.



But it reminded me why, if I ever win the lottery, I will buy a house overlooking the sea. Although if I did, it’s quite possible I would never leave.
.

22 comments:

Poppy Daydreams said...

Yummmm... blackberry and apple crumble, can't beat it, my favourite.

Hindsfeet said...

loving the serendipity of this post tonight...I was JUST reading a cooking magazine of mine in which there was a recipe requiring blackberries which the author called "Brambles" and I thought of you and your wonderful story from about a year ago (which I've saved somewhere) only to log on and find a sweet little p.s. of a post here...how fun : )

Love the black and white pic of Meg with the splash of color...Brilliant.

...and, I'm with ya, you could do worse than never leaving a house by the sea......

sighhhhhhhhhhhhh....

Jacqui said...

Our brambles are just about ready for picking along the canal where I take the dogs walking. I think I'll pop a bag in my pocket and pick enough for a crumble as I walk today - sounds like a plan!

V said...

sounds like a wonderful day. Brambles, sunshine and seals - Scotland is marvellous sometimes,

V

Roschelle said...

i agree. it does sound like you guys had a great time. love that first pic!!!

litzi said...

Hi Kim,
It appears that Rogan, Meg and you had a colorful time picking bramble berries!

I’ve lived close to the ocean for 46 years and find it becomes monochromatic when the fog settles in for long periods of time. One positive aspect is the futility of washing windows due to the salt air.

debra said...

And, as I have said, when I win the lottery, I shall come and visit.

Eryl said...

I would totally live by the sea if I won the lottery, though it would have to be a city. I like my ozone with a measure of diesel and coffee bar-stale breath.

We have more brambles than you could shake a stick at, at the paintball site, so if your favourite spot runs low...

Kim Ayres said...

Poppy - I have to say I prefer my bramble crumble with just brambles, but I'll accept apple with it if thre aren't enough brambles to go round. However, It seems between us we managed to pick just over 4lbs, so it won't be an issue this year :)

Hindsfeet - I grew up in England and Wales where Blackberries were the fruit and Brambles were the bush they grew on. But here in Scotland the Brambles are the fruit and the bushes are Briars.

Jacqui - Here's a ling to Maggie's Bramble Crumble Recipe

V - it was a lovely day - one of those you'd love to bottle and pull out again when you needed to :)

Roschelle - thank you :)

Litzi - I was born by the sea and yearn for it when I've not seen it for a while

Debra - maybe it would help if I bought a lottery ticket occasionally...

Eryl - could you fill the paintball guns with brambles? They'd be just as colourful as the paintballs, and completely organic and unharmful to the environment :)

hope said...

Ah the ocean is the most wonderful, comforting sound!

Thanks for sharing your day!

TherExtras said...

We call them blackberries here - like Poppy said. Oh, reading more I see you have clarified.

Yea, bottling the day - I was thinking 'twas good for your health. (Reminds me of a Jim Croche song....)

Barbara

Sandy's witterings said...

I made bramble jelly once - it was inedible (very bouncy would be a good description) - crumble sounds a far better idea.

The sea is an excellent thing to wake upto - I've just spent the weekend on a cliff edge campsite at Portpatrick - it's a fine thing to admire with your morning cuppa.

Falak said...

There's something really serene and soothing about this post..... Thanks for sharing it with us:)

Jasmine said...

Wow, that's gorgeous. I think I'd buy a house there, too.

starrlife said...

Blackberries on the ocean- I'm coming over! Two of my very favorite things! I am landlocked in VT but my second home will have the open ocean and waves crashing on a sandy beach. Lovely pics- thanks!

TalesNTypos said...

I was Miss Brambles in a past life. :O

Carole said...

I love this post. It makes me hungry for bramble crumble as well as loving the sound of the waves against the shore.

Great pictures.

Deidra said...

Seal!! Cute! ^_^

Sorry. Couldn't resist leaving my girliness all over your blog this time around.

Kim Ayres said...

Hope - the sound was really captivating me. It's why I decided to film it, although the sound hasn't come out anything like as rich as it originally was

Barbara - I'm getting better and noticing and enjoying being in the moment. There was a time when I would have been sitting there thinking about other things...

Sandy - I've been following your Portpatrick exploits on your blog. 3am sessions followed by early morning surises is just a bit beyond my capabilities these days :)

Falak - thank you :)

Jasmine - I wouldn't have a house at that actual spot, as there's a military training base just a field away. But I would love a place overlooking the sea :)

Starrlife - IN the UK I don't think it's possible to be more than 100 miles from the sea in some direction or another. I've often thought there must be people who live in the Mid West of America who go their entire lives without seeing the sea.

Adila - do you have any photos?

Carole - thank you :)

Diedra - you can leave as much girliness as you want. I have a daughter and 2 step daughters, so I'm not threatened by it :)

Mary Witzl said...

I like that splash of color too.

We're loading up on brambles too -- and we've still managed to find the odd raspberry.

A house by the sea? Sigh...

Kim Ayres said...

Mary - mind you, in an ideal world, it would be a house by a warm sea...

starrlife said...

Well, in VT we are about about 2 1/2 hours from the ocean- I guess that is about 120 miles! I think there are people who never see the ocean- sad.