I wonder if the bushes being heavily berried means a cold winter?
I hoped you would show us a photo of your boys in the play! Mine were never into much theater, except my middle daughter, who worked backstage in the school dramas.
Judy: I was hoping someone might identify the berries or fruits. I don't know about the winter. We are having a sort of Indian summer just now. How I wish I had photos of the boys in their Little Lord Fauntleroy suits.
Not sure Pat, but the 'berries' look as if they might be crabapples. Also, that old saying that a good crop of berries means a hard winter to follow seems to me to work out about fifty per cent of the time, which means it's pretty useless as a weather indicator. Regards, Mike.
When I was a tot, my mother took me along to dance classes. And at the tender age of 4, dressed up in a little soldier's uniform, I performed on the De La Warr Pavilion in Bexhill-on-sea, Sussex.
The family tale goes that at the end I took my little bow and was applauded, at which point I bowed again, to more applause, then kept bowing and wouldn't come off. Eventually my mother had to come on stage and physically drag me off.
I think she dragged me off too early - I've been seeking the applause ever since...
Grand mother but still a girl at heart. Married to MTL(my true love)after a separation of 30 years. Had three careers: trained paediatric nurse, National photographic model and business woman. Now settled in SW and enjoying our five children and ten grandchildren and making the most of what time we have left.
In January 2013 I lost MTL.
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I wonder if the bushes being heavily berried means a cold winter?
I hoped you would show us a photo of your boys in the play! Mine were never into much theater, except my middle daughter, who worked backstage in the school dramas.
Judy: I was hoping someone might identify the berries or fruits. I don't know about the winter. We are having a sort of Indian summer just now.
How I wish I had photos of the boys in their Little Lord Fauntleroy suits.
Not sure Pat, but the 'berries' look as if they might be crabapples. Also, that old saying that a good crop of berries means a hard winter to follow seems to me to work out about fifty per cent of the time, which means it's pretty useless as a weather indicator.
Regards, Mike.
When I was a tot, my mother took me along to dance classes. And at the tender age of 4, dressed up in a little soldier's uniform, I performed on the De La Warr Pavilion in Bexhill-on-sea, Sussex.
The family tale goes that at the end I took my little bow and was applauded, at which point I bowed again, to more applause, then kept bowing and wouldn't come off. Eventually my mother had to come on stage and physically drag me off.
I think she dragged me off too early - I've been seeking the applause ever since...
BEAUTIFUL Berries! I wonder if they taste good, too! (lol)
Crab apples, lovely. You should have pinched some to make jelly (I'm not struck on pork myself so I have it with Cheshire cheese: very nice!)
Mike and Anne: the weather this year is a perpetual mystery. Indian summer ust now.
Kim:I remember the theatre at Bexhill and fancy The Penguins started there. Was that the end of your theatrical career? What the world has lost!
Naomi: I wouldn't like to risk eating them. At best I think they would be tart as hell.
Kevin: I should think it would be good with lamb too.
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