Daily story, August 15, 2025

We wore long sleeves so the brambles wouldn’t scratch, and brought more tubs than we could hope to fill. Six in the tub and one in the mouth seemed about right. The sun was shining and we laughed and sang as we picked, but the whole time I had that Seamus Heaney poem we read in school at the back of my mind, and even though I knew we had the big freezer I couldn’t enjoy myself at all.