Mists and mellow fruitfulness – blackberry, pear and cardamom loaves

The mists have begun. There are mornings when it hangs thick in the valley below, cloaking the woods in the distance and rolling across the garden, picking out cobwebs with its droplets as it goes. But when it lifts, Autumn’s colours are revealed below skies of the clearest blue. Some of the bluest we’ve seen all…