Can I borrow some eggs?
A journal of château life - 18th-24th August 2024
Sunday 18th August
I duck under the branches of the fig trees, the wide, rough leaves scuffing the skin of my arms, their sweet, musky, woodsy scent rising as I brush past them. I’m searching for ripe fruit, soft and plump, the flesh just turning a dusky purple-brown. Fig picking is always slightly fraught, it’s best done early in the day, before the hea…
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