"The forest's ferny floor...."

I always think of this quote, taken from Walter de la Mare's poem "The Listeners" when I look down at the ground while walking through woods.  It was a beautiful day and the sun was shining through onto this little patch of moss.

I'm glad I got a blip early in the day as a dear friend came down from London on the spur of the moment and we spent most of the day just chatting and catching up, including having lunch in the Black Cat Cafe!