An Extra Helping Of Sweetness

Apples hanging from the tree

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… 

Hanging fruit

…although munching your way through one of these heaped berry packs at lunchtime would set you in good stead.

Heaped packs of berries with forks

[Aside: While we’re thinking of red fruits and Hidcote, here’s a link to my earlier post about Hidcote’s famous red border. I don’t know how sweet it is. To let you into a secret, I received a lengthy but amusing rant in the comments, purporting to be from an aristocrat, about how Graham Thomas had destroyed his relative’s garden by putting red in it, amongst other semi-libellous accusations. It’s one of the very few comments I didn’t approve, thinking if he wanted a space to rant, he should make his own blog.]

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)…

Rows of small cakes

…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.

49 thoughts on “An Extra Helping Of Sweetness

  1. Brian Skeys says:

    The apples and pears look lovely and fresh.Graham Thomas was an advisor to the NT at a time when they didn’t care about the history of the gardens, so he planted roses everywhere for colour. Many think it was horticulture vandalism, he was an excellent plantsman just carrying out the NT wishes at the time.

    • susurrus says:

      I’m not convinced any garden can stand still with any degree of success. Who knows what Lawrence Johnston would be doing now if he had somehow sidestepped his mortality? The ideal is for a garden to be entrusted to someone who understands its spirit, really cares about its wellbeing, and is bold enough to keep on pushing the boundaries.

  2. tonytomeo says:

    Some of us who grew up in the Santa Clara Valley actually do not like all fruit, particularly apricots. I happen to love growing them, but I give the fruit away. I got way to many of them as a kid!

    • susurrus says:

      I can’t claim to like all fruit. I don’t eat apricots unless they are dried, although I love them in pies or pastries and remember a bottle of home-made apricot wine that tasted as good as nectar might to a bee. I’ve loved good quality dried peaches from childhood when I thought they were a luxurious form of sweeties. Whereas dried apricots are commonly available, there are few good sources of dried peaches around here these days.

    • susurrus says:

      It must take a deft touch to pile them up like that. The cakes are beautifully presented too, right down to the little holding tag on the card, and the way they are placed at the same angle.

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