I think I can say with certainty thank goodness, that nobody who reads this blog is so poor that they cannot put food on their table. And yet I think I can also say that there is something quite exciting about any food we get for free.
Today we had mushrooms on toast for tea with yet another crop of field mushrooms. They taste altogether different from the bought variety and they were delicious.
On Thursday the farmer's niece is coming to lunch and I shall make a blackberry and apple crumble - the blackberries being wild ones from the hedges in our own fields (the farmer picked about twelve pounds in all this year). As for the apples, well here is the story.
Before the farmer's mother passed away someone bought for her an espallier apple tree which she had planted along the wall in the front garden. But as she aged and could no longer garden, it began to run wild and was not pruned. By the time I came along and took over the garden it was a complete mess, so the farmer decided to saw it off almost at ground level, which he did.
Over the past few years it has grown one long, straight 'trunk' and this year it actually looks like a young apple tree. What a surprise when it produced eight large cooking apples. I shall be using the last of these in that crumble.
There is nowhere in the world (well, maybe New England) where Autumn is so perfect on a good day as it is here in the UK. And this week has just been a succession of such days. Warm sunshine, slight haze and hints of colours to come in the turning leaves.
Today friend W and I went for a spot of retail therapy - friend W found little to buy, I found trousers and a warm sweater. But we had a lovely journey (W is a jolly good, confident driver and a pleasure to drive with) and a lovely cup of coffee in the M and S cafe afterwards.
Now I am sitting here enjoying a beautiful sunset through the hall window as I type this. It can't be bad can it? And outside the window, in the paddock, the last of the sun's rays are falling on the remaining red apples on another apple tree. Nobody knows where it came from but it is certainly quite a sight. Tomorrow I shall go out and try one of the apples to see if they taste as good as they look.