Season For Blackberry Picking

‘Tis the season for Blackberry picking, again. This is one of the images that got lost in amongst the photos in my phone for so long. When I found it I knew I wanted to wait for the berries to ripen this year before sharing it. This image is one of about a dozen bramble pictures we took that day, not the last one, but my favourite! There were just so many bushes to choose from.

I did end up feeling like Goldilocks though. Either the angles weren’t right, or the fruits weren’t quite plump enough, or my top was covering a nipple, or… It wasn’t until SWL and I had settled with a cuppa and looked through the photographs that I realised how much I liked this one. The textures, colours and crinkles on my face.

A year later I can’t remember what made my eyes crease with laughter. I do recall the joy that I felt in this moment. Not only was I getting a mischievous picture for my blog with my friend, but I also increased my sense of submission to Sir. This was originally his idea after all!

It is always exciting when I find a post by Jade in the list of previous participants. She was the host of Scavenger Hunt when I started participating after all. When I read her post- February 7- Why is TBT so hard?– I saw what a double edged sword these pictures were for her. The joy of public exposure for the men in her life, yes! But also the pain of looking back at happier times.

To round off the post I thought I’d share Seamus Heaneys poem celebrating the Blackberry Picking season.

Season For Blackberry Picking is the 82nd addition to my Scavenger Hunt. It’s not the first time I’ve been exposed in nature though: A Cautionary Tale To Start The Week.