This week my lips should have been bruised with the ruby red of so many raspberries. There's something very organic about just pulling the dark, fat ones off their stems and, blowing hard on them to dislodge any bits or tiny insects, popping them right into my mouth. I don't know how many I've eaten this way but between me and the chickens I don't think poor Luke has tasted more than a handful.
Having autumn fruiting berries tricks me into thinking that summer still isn't quite over for us.
And as for the tomatoes, the revelation of truly ripe, sweet cherry tomatoes equalling the sweetness of grapes and strawberries. A sun-warmed cherry tomato plucked straight from it's plant is delicious beyond words.
Autumn starts reminding me of cold days and warm stews with those root vegetables but I still have a few weeks of these two fruit to keep me thinking of the sun.
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