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Monday, 10 July 2017
It's amazing how much wild food there is around where I live.
This Apple tree (above) is a good example, and it's just about to have its first real crop. I've followed its progress from a tiny sapling, and wondered if it would ever produce decent apples. It is growing just a few metres back from a small track through the woods, and was no doubt sown by bird droppings. I'll let you know how the apples taste nearer to Autumn.
Otherwise there are mushrooms (above are some I gathered yesterday), walnuts, chestnuts, edible 'weeds', berries of all sorts, small wild plums, wild cherries, and grapes, all growing in carefree abandon.
It's no wonder that Stone Age man made his home here. With an abundance of natural caves around, fish in the rivers, and plenty of game in the woods, they really lacked nothing.
If one was determined enough, and possessed a decent rifle, I quite expect one could live pretty well here without ever visiting a shop.
However, to make life complete, my cave would also need to be equipped with some good pans, a constant supply of both olive oil and red wine, and a few dependable Chickens.
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone (except the obdurate and dictatorial) is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live between an ancient cottage in a tiny village in perfectly tranquil French countryside, and a bijou townhouse in Brighton UK. In France we have plenty of fruit trees, all situated amongst a view that takes the breath away, in the UK we have a handkerchief sized patio. We also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!