It’s lovely blackberry time in the Cornish hedges and it occurred to me:
To get the sweetest fruit, you have to be patient, allow space and time to grow and ripen.
Now and then you check and taste to choose the right moment.
Then you step off the path into the thicket and accept the stings of nettles and scratches of thorns as you stretch and reach for the best…
…and you know you’ll come back for more.
It’s just as for many good things in life :)