Crazy Lady

This is my crazy-lady thing.

Yes, some of us do crazy-lady things, once we hit That Age when for some reason society turns round and allows us to put away the selfie-stick and be ourselves. We become crazy cat ladies, or marvellous jam-makers, or readers of heavy books, or formidable knitters and crocheters.

I am the crazy blackberry lady.
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This is what I do in my free time from summer into autumn. I take long walks through trodden paths and fishing-grounds, looking for bramble-bushes, surveying which berries will likely ripen first.

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