I’ve been waiting for the elderberries to come out this year as I have a hawk’s eye when it comes to finding the elderflowers so I knew where to start to find what I was looking for. I picked these elderberries on a drizzly day and perhaps a week or so sooner than I should have done as there were a fair few green berries I had to pick out.
The birds had already had their share of the berries so the first few stops were a bit thin on the ground. By the time I had found enough we were pretty damp but the rain can easily be ignored when your foraging companion ever so kindly offers to put you on their shoulders so that you can reach the very best berries; much more fun than scrabbling around in the depths of a thicket.