It is rare for me to go for a walk and not come home with my pockets full of little treasures that I find along the way. It's difficult to pass up a feather, or a clump of colorful berries. The windowsills are quickly becoming cluttered with little things that nature has generously left in my path.
Clockwise from the top: Sweet corn (picked in a field right above our village. Picking things that aren't yours is called "scrumping", which is synonymous for stealing), pine cones (they're everywhere these days), holly (I know it's early to be decorating for Christmas, but I've never actually seen holly with berries before in the wild), a bowl of hazelnuts (almost ready to be cracked and eaten), miniature pine cones (love these little guys!), a Magpie feather (according to the rhyme, one is for sorrow, but I think one feather is for happiness), orange berries on an interesting stalk (I haven't figured out what these are yet, but they are stunning, and also probably poisonous.) red bowl of acorns (I feel bad pinching these from the squirrels, but I had to have a few for my collection). And there you have it.
UPDATE: Just as I was about to hit the publish button for this post there was a knock on the door and my new guaranteed-to-work-in-the-UK sewing machine arrived thanks to my loving husband Sam! Whoohoo! Now I have an excuse not to do any cleaning!
UPDATE 2: Sam just informed me that holly with berries is actually female holly, male holly is the kind without. You need both in order to have berries. Makes sense right? Female holly has softer not so poky leaves, and male holly is very spiky.