Blood Red Rose Hips.

White Deer Girl.

Here’s a seasonal recipe from my old food blog that I thought appropriate for the cold and flu season – and the rose hips were looking particularly vivid in my garden this morning…

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The garden is deeply asleep. All is brown and wilted and curled with cold, except for the bright blue sky and the blood red rose hips. I walked out across the frosted garden this morning to watch the sun rise from the orchard, and the wild rose with her bright red berries was spectacular, and even more impressive for remaining unruffled after the blustery weekend. It was one of those very still, crystal clear mornings that are completely worth soaking your shoes though and letting your cup of tea go cold, and the perfect moment to collect a few of those bright red berries to help you get through the rest of the winter.

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