Out for a walk yesterday, I fell to thinking about food – well, it wasn’t far off lunchtime. It was this field of beets – mangelwurzels perhaps – that did it: soon to be winter fodder for sheep.
Then I saw hawthorn berries. We can use them in jellies and fruit wines, but I find them too bitter. Not so the birds.
Through the meadow, edged by teasels: the goldfinch would have had their fill by now.
The heron was on his usual rock on the river: waiting patiently for fish.
The last meal I saw had been eaten hours before: nature red in tooth and claw.
Hmm. Time to head home for lunch I think. No creatures were harmed in the preparation of our meal.
For Becky’s Walking Squares.