These lovely elder flower umbels were huge! That year was the first big crop I had but I didn’t harvest the elderberries because there was some nearby poison ivy somebody mowed and I didn’t fancy a dusting of that. 2024 ended up being my last year at the farm. Hopefully the birds would have enjoyed them when I wasn’t looking, and the new owners would appreciate them without first running them over with a brush hog.
There’s an embarrassing amount of ragweed in the backdrop, a lot fell to the wayside that summer, although I did manage to eventually cut all that down with a sharp brush cutter blade. At that time of year it was a pollen heavy task that especially required a respirator and some nettle leaf supplementation.
