Saturday 19 July 2008
Whimberry Picking Newsflash
(Bilberries(small wild blueberries) are called whimberries in my neck of the wood.)
It was at 8.30pm when the rain had cleared that I was out on the lower slopes of the moors picking whimberries. Victory. I confess that after 30 minutes of stooping i got fed up and went home.
I didn't pick many and my hands were stained from the purple juices. Gradual patience has paid off. I will return tomorrow. The weather is due to be more clement.
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