The top two pictures were taken in the orchard at Hidcote Gardens. I’m offering several takes on sweetness to justify my extra helpings claim, starting with the child you can just make out running with so much vim on the left of the apple picture, and the pear below. Sorry, merely looking at these doesn’t equate to two of your five portions a day…
…although munching your way through one of these heaped berry packs at lunchtime would set you in good stead.
[Aside: While we’re thinking of red fruits and Hidcote, here’s a link to my earlier post about Hidcote’s famous red border.]
Back to sweetness. For those who don’t like fruit (don’t like fruit!?) I ought perhaps to have offered one of these (ignore any with fruit on ’em)…
…but it’d have been expensive, decadent even; would only have lasted a minute; would’ve been a risk to your pearly whites… need I go on? Best glimpsed through a window, don’t you think?
If you’re craving more sweetness, check out the other interpretations of sweet on the Daily Post.
Sign me up for everything.
I’m off to the cake shop now…