Saturday, July 21, 2007

ERRORS


I hate to admit it, but at times I am a little sloppy.
Too sure of myself, too hasty and lazy to look up words in my fat, red dictionary.
This is why I wrote so enthusiastically about Black Currant blossoms, when the blossoms I meant to praise actually were those of Black Elders. Iiijk. Silly me.

Next week I'm going to harvest the Black Currants or Sun berries, as they're called in Norway. Our berries are already black, but still taste sour from lack of sun.
That's, howeever, another cup of... juice.