Milestone grapes

A wet day. Perfect for making syrop de sureau. That’s elderberry syrup to the rest of us. And it’s delicious nectar. But my hands seem to be permanently stained blue from squeezing the fruit in the muslin bag. Two bottles of syrup down. And I have about two more to make from the frozen berries I am hoarding.  David made another blackberry tart, another achievement. And today is another milestone: we have grapes from the arbour. Not all are perfect, but some on many bunches are deliciously ripe. More crops. Hurrah.