Purple Stain

We went blackberry picking and came home with purple fingers with thorns in; also, nearly a kilo of blackberries. The blackberries were not photogenic, but the wildflowers were (best viewed big). N made jam with this afternoon, whilst I broke her diet with a chicken dish (chicken fried with carrots, shallots and garlic, sloshed with pastis and white wine, then casseroled with mushrooms and loads of tarragon.  Served with creamy mash) Sorry N!  Extra is a shy wee dog, hiding below a wooden terrace in Sousceyrac.