Soft Fuzzy Green HeartOn my way from the Tor to the Chalice Well in Glastonbury, I saw this green heart leaf on the path. I’m endeavouring to make one picture a day of a ‘found heart’.

This photo came out fuzzy. And sometimes my heart feels like that: fuzzy. Fuzzy, and shining, and open and healing and warm and having an everything-is-right kind of heart.

It was tea and cake when returned to town. Sometimes a heart needs feeding with tea and cake. Just for the love of it.

– Karin Schlüter