I do not have enough berries, I feel bereft of berries, I need more berries in my garden.
I do have the wonderful Sorbus Cashermeiriana which I bought last year and already brought great joy to my garden. You know when you think you like something and that you might like to have one, and then when you do get one it is even better than you had imagined - that.
I have a lovely little Virburnum opulus, but this has yet to flower as it is really quite small. Last year I also bought a Euonymus largely for its autumn appeal and whilst it had a few teeny-tiny flowers this year, it is yet to berry.
The Sarcocca by the front door does have some lovely dark berries, enough to make me realise what a wonderful plant this is and I shall be taking cuttings from it in the new year.
The three Symphoricarps, which became two as one died, have not yet flowered either, but I do have these Physalis alkekengi
I look around for signs of hope, well there are of course some good berries/fruits on offer. The roses are flashing their hips around.
There are plenty of haws on the trees
and the Crab Apple Rudolf has a manky, half-rotten apple looking a little sorry for itself but in my world this is a good effort. It is only in its second year and had quite a few apples this time so I expect even better next year.
I also found this tiny, yet beautifully beady black berry on the Manx jasmine. Now this plant often makes me sigh rather than smile, yes it has beautiful pink flowers but it is such a thug, it sends runners up everywhere. The discovery of a berry has made me smile at it again, maybe its redeeming features outweigh the bad?
There are also the tiny olivettis on the olive tree in the courtyard.
So more berries than I had thought on first sight, but I still need more; next year I predict will be berry-tastic! Until then maybe if I bought a beret that would make me feel better?
and a song, I like to end on a song and there would have been a song but I could not find a decent link, so if you could all hum Raspberry Beret please.