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Hips, haws and rosellas

"The first thing you need to know about the Hawthorn berries is you should not eat the seeds. They contain cyanide bonded with sugar, called amygdalin. In your gut — actually small intestine — that changes to hydrogen cyanide and can be deadly. You can cook the berries then discard the seeds, but don’t eat the seeds."

Eat the Weeds

I wonder if this rosella knows that? Or does it spit out the seeds?

Every year at this time, the hawthorn tree outside the window behind my computer attracts rosellas. Common but beautiful, and to an English born lady, hugely exotic. Their colours are just amazing. And this morning they seemed so close I couldn't resist taking some photographs. Initially it was this view that attracted me - the markings on the back of the bird and that long blue tail ...

It was so stunningly beautiful that I just had to make it the topic of today's post somehow.

Haw means a hedge apparently and the tree does indeed have thorns. I think it is considered a weed here. I'm not sure whether there are any native species here. There is certainly more than one kind of hawthorn. And, incidentally they are from the same genus as roses, so not so far apart as you might think. I think in England we called them May trees or May flowers - probably because they bloomed in May. Very pretty but with a not very pleasant smell - a bit like the fruit - also pretty but not really very tasty, and apparently also potentially poisonous.

“We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it, if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass, the same hips and haws on the autumn hedgerows, the same redbreasts that we used to call ‘God’s birds’ because they did no harm to the precious crops. What novelty is worth that sweet monotony where everything is known and loved because it is known?” George Eliot

And Rosella is the name of an Australian tinned food manufacturer. It's name and its logo is an Australian icon. And I was going to write something about it here. But I think it deserves its own post. Tomorrow. For now it's all about my home-grown Crimson Rosellas and the hawthorn bush outside my window. A reminder that autumn is here. That everything changes and yet remains the same. Good and bad.

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