We have been quiet on these jottings recently. That is because keyboard time has been a bit taken over…
We have started shedding some of the objects that have accumulated over life and through this means turn them into trees.
This week we have ordered 360 trees from the Woodland Trust here
and at the time of writing are 80% of the way to paying for them.
You can keep an eye on what we are selling here (which may well include items of interest to those in our former location!)
As well as buying trees we are going to use these funds to include local help in planting them.
So Ciara may have taken away
but the stuff in the attic (not that we have an attic) will be turning into a forest for the future.
There may have been a dusting of snow this morning
but our thoughts are with the next season….
Old polytunnel scrubbed
“New” polytunnel scrubbed
Winter visitors evicted from potting shed and their party mayhem cleared out
We were determined the green house would remain in use during the winter and not become a dumping zone. It became a dumping zone. Some normality has been restored
and the first seeds arrive
It feels like Spring today. We know it is not Spring. We know that Winter has many tricks up its sleeve. But it feels like Spring.
So we look for signs of Spring:
and at the same time spot a remarkable range of wildlife:
being at a High Centre
with a Steady Glass all day
we start the day with Frosty Filigrees
and end with a Fiery Firmament
The notion that life is going on somewhere else, not here…Most people have to be continually on the move because pleasure or experiences are contained in all of those other places…
If you can stay still in one place all of that experience might come to you… Being committed to one place can feed you sufficiently.
Five years ago today we came to this place. It is feeding us sufficiently – and we don’t mean vegetables.
Here are some memories from the first of those five years
City dog wondering where she is
City hens Molly & Delilah happy to be where they are
City guinea-pigs Anna May & Flo speechless
City tree breathing deeply
Family bring us appropriate presents
Our new neighbours
Starting to plan the patch
Lots of room for guests
Building new facilities
Preparing for new arrivals
…and getting bigger
Followed by Bert
Old friends reunited
Learning the West is wetter than the East
…and more windy
New ways to get meat
Although the dinner escaped
Christmas dinner for Spot
Bert ponders the meaning of life
Today the sun shone
making even a Chaffinch seem exotic
Bulbs got excited
and poultry paraded
Time for a good preen
and then the Wolf Moon rose
the spider, inconspicuous tucked above one of our nature cameras during the day
not knowing that after dark its every move is magnified for our evening entertainment
Twelfth Night – a time of doors
and Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun, it shines everywhere