Anyone who's ever been for a walk with me knows that I am always pausing to look at things, pick things off bushes or off the floor, taste blackberries or muse about the name of a flower or tree.
On a recent walk from Cuxton on the Medway I found/picked/came across many beautiful things.
Bushes laden with sloes - gathering the sloes for this year's gin being the main aim of the walk.
Beautiful bracket fungi on a tree trunk.
A vast array of Shaggy Ink Cap fungi, which provided a welcome and unexpected foraged supper.
Evidence of chestnut woodlands being successfully managed - the coppiced shoots in the clearing contrasting beautifully with the tall trees surrounding them.
A carved bench on the edge of the woods; a pleasant and thoughtful place to pause and eat our apples.
Fabulous sycamore seed skeletons - the filigree pattern of the wings put me in mind of winter trees, which fascinate and perhaps even obsess me.