my pumpkin carving is a little more advanced than last year.
A bit of cut and paste saves the day when the shops are all out of skeletons.
(pattern courtesy of Jennifer Claerr ...and a lot of fun it was as well as using up all of that Amazon book packaging that I have been saving. I knew it would come in useful.)
were the result of a pleasant half an hour of labour on Sunday.Just enough for a generous bowlful plus a few extra for Grace. A little beyond the blackberry brambles, there were a few apple trees loaded with fruit, well within our reach. So naturally we did what you do when you have the great fortune to be able to pick your own blackberries and apples just a stone's throw from your own front door.
We made pie.
Personally, I think pie tastes quite different when you have picked all the filling yourself.
It was all quite story book like except for the fact that I didn't wear a gingham frilly apron for the pie making bit. I'm much more a utilitarian denim apron from Muji type of domestic goddess.
Oh, and there was a little bit of swearing when I got stuck in the brambles. I'm pretty sure there is no swearing in story books. But let's just ignore that slight slip, shall we and appreciate a bit of pie goodness. With cream and icecream,of course.
