Blackberry Picking

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at here Seamus Heaney reading his poem of the same name :gone on treat yourself to a listen to that magic voice.
Today it feels , as promised, as if Autumn has arrived : Torrential rain, wind & patches of bright sunlight. A treat of lunch with Cal & Katie, then a Cemetery Road walk with camera and a box to gather blackberries, that I've had my eye on. Luck was with me as I picked in sunlight, returning home as the next deluge hit.