08 Oct Listening to the gold of the forrest

I was looking very carefully, inbetween leafs colored in brown, yellow and orange, spotted and soaked by the humidity of the skies. My fingers searching under moss and small branches, cold by the sharp air though my heart smiling bathed in the soft, clear beams of the autumn sun.

A newfound experience. A pleasant one. My thoughts are talking to the floor of the forrest: “Where are you, gold of the forrest? I’m paying attention to you, just call out, I’m listening”. And everytime I saw one, my eager jumped! “Yes! I knew you were there!”  Then picking each and everyone I could located in that area, filling my basket with beautiful, golden chanterelles (mushrooms).

And soon, I will prepare these self-gathered chanterelles for someone to enjoy in a nice meal. Yes, I am proud to have gathered them, all by myself;)

It is nice to do something new, especially when it gives a joy (and mastering feeling!).

Have you done something new lately? Or what did you do lately that gave you a feeling of mastering/accomplishment?