I can’t forget it is a wild rose when I am plucking the beautiful bullet shaped, bright Coquelicot, shiny-red hips from it
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Things change, time passes, things move on and yet nature still produces these marvellous gifts each year. There's something very comforting about these natural cycles....
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A simple little walk through, from the fields gathering wild rose hips to the kitchen to preserve them into tea and syrup and setting some aside for drying to use later.
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