We spent a quiet couple of hours this week in search of woodland apples.
I love to watch for signs of the changing season, noticing the turn in hue and tone of leaf and bough.
The hawthorns are already ripening.
Cow Parsley have gone to seed.
At last, deep in the most secret part of the wood, apples hang in rosy clusters.
They are like little jewels, odd in size and often housing several worms at a time, but made sweet by sunlight and crisp by air and far better than any perfect shop bought specimens.
All things glimmer gold.
Rose hips dapple the hedgerow.
Thistledown quivers amongst flailing grass.
And we end up with a handsome hoard of apples for crumbles and pies.
The woods are like medicine for me. This peaceful walk was truly a sanctuary in the midst of one busy and emotional week,
Every Friday I'll be pausing to notice something from the week that has nourished my soul.
A special, sacred-everyday moment captured on camera, or perhaps a snippet from a book, a recipe still warm from the kitchen or something whimsical that simply made me smile.
Here are a few simple things that have fed my soul this week.
What has inspired/fed/nourished your soul this week friends?
Feel free to link up to your own soulful spaces either at the bottom of this post or in the comments.