Bramble On   I’m still picking these thorny blighters with the added danger of drowsy wasps buzzing around the fruit and my head. I say drowsy, but they could be drunk on the rotting windfalls. BOGG (Big Ol’ Grumpy Git aka the Husband) almost stuck his fingers into a hollow apple that had over twelve of the angry buggers inside! That would have been a … Continue reading On a Bramble Roll – The Bramble Glut Part lll