
Seen (and eaten) today, 8th October. English (British?) tradition has it that on Michaelmas Day – 29th September – the Devil takes it upon himself to spit on all remaining blackberries, rendering them wizened and inedible.
For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday.
Oh, fab, I think your northern air saves those blackberries!
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They look delicious
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They were.
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Looks like you got the lucky ones. 😀 😀 So delicious looking 😀
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I didn’t know about this tradition! The brambles in your picture certainly look like divine prime specimen…
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Oh yes. Highly edible.
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Hurry up, they’ll be gone before you know it!
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I’m good at scavenging!
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Interesting tradition. I guess the rest turns to jam (or cheesecake) before the devil gets to them.
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Oh yes. Busy times here 😉
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They look delicious, I didn’t know that saying.
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Ah, you have to be a country bumpkin, like me 😉
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People say that here about the blackberries too. We had amazing crops this year. Still can find an odd edible one, but most past it now
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Still, it was excellent while it lasted.
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🙂
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An amazing crop this year!
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It’s been brilliant – and long – hasn’t it?
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Good year for conkers too!
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Brilliant! And I’ve just found out they’re useful against the dreaded clothes moth.
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…and ants!
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Ah. Ants aren’t our problem. Yet.
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They look so yummy. Make some jam for my bread please Margaret 🙂
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Blackberry jelly waiting! Come on over.
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Well, thank heavens for that, Margaret!
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Can’t be bothered with Yorkshire, that Devil.
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His loss!
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This is funny! Thank you Margaret. I didn’t know the devil hated blackberries.
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I don’t think he does. He’s being dog-in-the-manger and doesn’t want US to enjoy them!
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I thought it was because he fell into a patch of brambles when he was cast out of heaven by St Michael for being a Very Naughty Angel, and peevishly spat on them, something he has dedicated time for on every anniversary since.
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Ah thanks! I’d heard this but couldn’t quite remember it. But he hasn’t been spitting much round here yet. Give him time …
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The weather has been so strange here that I think we might have a third flush of berries before the frosts properly set in. I have plants in the garden coming back into bud because it warmed up again recently after a brief cold spell. Make the most of those berries, Margaret!
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Will do. Thanks.
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The berries on the brambles round here came out early and the Devil had a field day spitting on them. We went out foraging in late August, as per personal tradition, but they’d already been done for by the extreme heat. Fortunately, we got to the early September ones before the Devil had a chance.
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Wonderful blackberries. Ours in Spain were tiny because of the drought but think still delivered food for the birds.
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I remember when we lived in France I found them deeply inferior to their English cousins. But then here we can’t do Mediterranean fruit so it all comes out fair in the end.
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I’d never heard about that tradition, thanks for introducing me to it 🙂
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I like nosing out these old stories.
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beautiful photo… the fall colors are brilliant here in the midwest and the fruit on the trees are ready for picking… I am always amazed at the lore to explain science… there is a place for lore and religion and science to coexist in the modern world. gotta have faith
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And gotta love a good story that explains these odd phenomena like blackberries suddenly becoming spoilt as September draws to a close!
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Hi Margaret!
Okay, I’m definitely living under a rock, because I have never even heard of Michaelmas Day! I just looked it up. Ha. Lovely to learn new things everyday!
Elza Reads
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It’s not part of everyday conversation these days, that’s for sure!
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I hadn’t heard of this before so thanks for sharing!
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I love a good legend!
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Didn’t know about the spitting Devil, but my mum used to warn us about picking them from low down. That prolific crop in your sunny photo certainly looks well above dog height!
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They look absolutely delicious, Margaret. They must make excellent jam!
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Normally, they do. I just snaffled these and ate them immediately 😉
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Lookslike he ran out of spit 😉
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Eew, thank goodness ours don’t ripen until 6 months later 😋
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He’ll be there one day though.
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Crikey, snakes, prickles and now devil spit!
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Everything’s against us …
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Now there’s a title that peaks the curiosity 😂
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Job done … 😉
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My 6 words (on Friday):
I SO VERY MUCH LOVE BLACKBERRIES 🙂
or:
What the devil is going on?
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Ah, doesn’t the devil spit on them over your way?
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Oh for English blackberries! The photo has a nostalgic note and reminds me of some of those old greeting cards.
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I guess so, And yes, the blackberries were wonderful this year.
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