400g raspberries (fresh or frozen)
300 ml water
30ml/ 2 tbsp lemon juice
Put all the ingredients in a pan and bring to a gentle simmer. Cook like this for 5 or 10 minutes, until the fruit has broken down. Strain and bottle in a sterilised bottle. Makes about 3/4 of a litre.
Keep in the fridge and use within a couple of weeks. Dilute to taste, with water, fizzy water, sparkling wine, or cider.
I realise I have listed raspberries twice, but there are so many of them, they deserved a second mention. Our raspberry bed is a jungle. I haven’t been in and pruned out the old wood, the paths are lost to junior raspberry canes taking over triffid style, and the bed also seems to have willow, buddleia and bramble and bindweed, which we attempt to remove once we have climbed in for picking. Still we are picking about a kilo of raspberries a day, we still have some of last year’s in the freezer, and for reasons that seemed logical at the time, last winter also established a bed of yellow autumn fruiting raspberries … Suffice to say, we need more ways to use raspberries.
I have a few recipes I haven’t shared yet and so will set about setting that right over the next few weeks, as well as trying some new ones.
Raspberry recipes very welcome.
A family trip out to visit the tiny 13 Century church perched on Brentor. Sort of Devon’s answer to Glastonbury Tor, this is visible for miles around, but the church is still complete, and views are not of levels, but open moors and Plymouth sound – and impressive views they are too.
It’s only a short (steep) climb to the church, so we also popped along to nearby Wheal Betsy, the remains of the engine house to a mine.
Looking up the leaning tower is a guaranteed way to vertigo! It is well worth the climb down to the ruins, and a perfect picnic spot
Just when you think you have tried all the good elderflower recipes – we have elderflower champagne, elderflower cordial and elderflower fritters here every year, along comes another one. And it’s a winner: elderflower delight.
I’ve made Turkish delight before, but without success, either it didn’t set, or set into hard rubber. But this one is just right, and I shall use it as the base for other flavours… but when elderflowers are in season, and you have an abundance of champagne, eaten more fritters than you ought to, and have a year’s supply of cordial, what can you do. The recipe is from the river cottage hedgerow handbook, and they have helpfully put it on their website too
in all the commotion, and yes there was a fair bit going on, I forgot to tell of new arrivals:
New sheep, this ewe (Geraldine) only has one side of her udder working, so no good for breeding from, but we don’t intend to so that’s ok, she comes with her twins – the girl lamb (Gilly) got the good side but the boy (Godfrey) was bottle fed – he’s eating grass now, and will soon catch up in size with his sister. They are all poll Dorset, but clearly not all that pure, as Gilly has black around her eyes, the tips of her ears, hooves and scattered through her wool – as we like naturally coloured wool, we will be interested in seeing how her fleece turns out.
In addition to the ewe and lambs we also have had chicks.. lots and lots of them – too many really… and the latest lot (fourth hatch of the year) were hatched under our new broody – given to me by the lovely Sandra from Bellecross hens – and this hen is mean when broody.. but a good trait in a mother I think, as she is very protective her her charges
Three years ago we built the pergola (hidden under this mass of flowers) and had to severely prune the clematis.
I worried we had killed it… it seems not. It has now covered the whole structure, and it seems funny now to look back at the fact we planted two more – since moved to other walls, and that I used to arrange a sheet to make shade under there. It is so covered that the seats inside are lovely and shaded. We were going to do something to the ground, paving or mowing, but never got around to it and now we are happy to walk in amongst the shade loving flowers to take a seat.
You have to love clematis montana, a plant that does well on neglect ( a must in my flower garden), and one of the ones we moved now lives happily in an old oil drum, and flowers over the shed