Rose hip harvest. Fall 2015 It is December in Wicklow: Alders dripping, birches Inheriting the last light, The ash tree cold to look at. A comet that was lost Should be visible at sunset, Those million tons of light Like a glimmer of haws and rose-hips, And I sometimes see a falling star. If I could come on meteorite! Instead I walk through damp leaves, Husks, the spent flukes of autumn,... -from "Exposure", Seamus Heaney Commonly known as Dog rose, Dog Brier, Brier Rose, Rose hips always remind me of the coming of Fall. As a young woman, wanting to "live off the land", I would collect bright red rose hips, grind them and make a Vitamin C packed tea. Here is my simple recipe, I hope you enjoy! Rose Hip Tea -Place fresh or crushed dried rose hips in a mason jar. -Pour boiling water over them and steep, covered for 10 minutes. -Add honey, stevia to sweeten