The mulberries have started falling and staining the grass under the tree canopy.
It’s hard to harvest them. You don’t pick them but by the time you’ve found the easily bruised fruit many are past their best.
I got a sheet and a ladder and shook some of the lower branches and gathered half a tubful.
I’ve got some vodka to make a fruit liqueur.
A couple of years ago I made one with grated quince and sugar.
Today I thought it was the turn of the mulberries.
I washed and sterilised the jar but didn’t wash the fruit.
I added a tablespoon of sugar for every three tablespoons of fruit and layered as I went – covering it all with vodka which I will leave for a few months to mature.
I might give it a shake every now and then.
Then I’ll strain it through muslin and serve it with white wine or champagne – a bit like kir.