I found my first conker of the season today. Conkers hold magic to me. The warmth of the dark brown welcomes me to Autumn, one of my favourite seasons. In the fields and along the coast path colours change, bracken begins to turn golden and the purple heather shifts to silver. Among the grass pops of creamy white begin to appear. Mushrooms. My fledging …
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