Mary and I went over to see Rosie and the dogs (Jazz, Malachi, Inca and little Sasha) on the farm this afternoon. We picked apples – eaters and cookers – in the soft light of late afternoon and, as the sun was setting and turning the clouds a coral pink, we walked up to find blackberries in the hedges bordering the upper fields that overlook the beautiful valley and the sea in the distance.
What scrumptious girls!