Red currants: a taste of childhood
The magpies want them too; so net and tinfoil dissuades them, somewhat
Black currants, too: I had walked past them until Sanni showed me how they hid under their leaves
The last of the summer blooms
Summer slips away
How to capture those fleeting moments of summer? In a burst of colour.
A few raspberries hung on, yielding sweetness.
Sometimes, even the sky offers a quizzical look as summer runs away.