Wishing won't bring it back

I miss the old LJ community and the sense of a conversation, sometimes.

At the weekend, I went blackberrying with my girlfriend. (She's amazing. Have I mentioned that?) It was an accidental sort of blackberrying: we filled her hat, because there was a patch of dead ground filled with brambles and berries and we just couldn't turn away.

With a cooking apple cooked down with chopped dates for sweetness, we made a blackberry pie: