Oh little apple tree
We have come to wassail thee
Will you bear some fruit for me
When the season changes...
We went wassailing today at Boiling Wells Orchard. It's a West Country annual tradition to wake the trees so there's a good apple harvest in the autumn. We wrote out wishes to hang in the wishing tree, made wassailing sticks, watched Morris Dancers and sang apple-themed songs.
I loved the glass bottle window in the hut....
It was a freezing day, so it was good to return home to tea and cake.