Today was a day for revisiting childhood haunts
gathering my favourite fruit in the world
Sitting under an ash tree enjoying the dappled shade
watching boys being boys
and trying to catch grasshoppers
sitting admiring how well my boots have aged
topped off with a quick bit of scrumping, or scrumbeling as the bombshell likes to call it.
After all what is a blackberry and apple pie with out the apples.
And illicit apples always taste so much better than shop ones.
Hope you are having a wonderful weekend.
Love Nora xxx