With summer well and truly finished, we've hardly been able to walk past a hedgerow without pulling off handfuls of blackberries. everywhere we walk is accompanied by a very purple Imogen shouting 'more bewwies!' and we've started the great cold-season tradition of becoming 85% crumble. And this is totally normal for us, Autumn is prime foraging time where we go hunting for berries and fruit in the hedgerows and fill the freezer, ready for the long winter. But this is the first year we've really done summer foraging, and I'm really quite excited to look back and show you what we found!