Devon delight

I've just returned from Devon, after a short five-day break there. It was sunny, warm, and altogether beautiful.

While out walking one day, we came across a huge wall - almost certainly part of an old walled garden. I confess to having a soft spot for walled gardens. They have an air of mystery about them, a promise of all wonder of magical things.

Sadly, there was no getting behind this particular wall to have a 'lookee see'. But no matter - for peeking over the top at one point were a few branches of an apple tree, bearing ripe, luscious-looking apples.

Pretty as a picture.