countryside · crafts & knitting · in the woods · spring · winter

A little lull

There’s currently a lull in our planning for Toby and a temporary reprieve from paperwork, so I’m enjoying decompressing a little with regular walks out in the woods.

Although winter still has the countryside in it’s grip, there are signs that a change is coming, and the first flower of the year is now in bloom, the glorious snowdrop. I never feel right picking wildflowers to bring home, they all have an integral part in the wild eco-system, so I take only photos when I’m out and about, but the snowdrops in the little glass jar (clothed in beautifully made crochet by my friend Esther) were garden-grown and gifted to me by my cousin-in-law Nicky and are a beautiful reminder of their wild kin that are carpeting the woods right now.

Inspired by their delicate colouring, I have also enjoyed knitting myself a new hat. It’s the Alpine Bloom hat from Caitlin Hunter of Boyland Knitworks and I’ve used some lovely Hampshire 4ply yarn from The Little Grey Sheep (colourways ‘hellebore’ and ‘naturally’).ย  I don’t often wear green but I’m feeling drawn to it as a colour at the moment, probably because there is such a lack of it in the countryside over winter. Spring is on the way though, and long summer days will be following, all things to look forward to on a dark winter’s evening.

There is a little gentle-paced pattern writing going on here again too, I’ll show you more when it’s a little further along, ’til next time I hope life is treating you kindly, J x

countryside · in the woods · spring · wildlife

The orchard in May

One of my favourite local nature reserves is a tiny hidden gem. It’s not immediately apparent from the road, so you have to know it’s there to know it’s there,ย  and most of the times that I’ve visited I’ve found myself alone and in perfect and peaceful solitude. It’s an old orchard, with twisted, ancient, lichen-encrusted trees from which the most beautifully delicate apple blossoms sprout, in every shade of soft, blushed pink. It’s abuzz with bees and other pollinators and carpeted with drifts of forget-me-nots. Behind the trees there’s a meadow and then a small patch of woodland, which in the springtime is pungent with the smell of the wild garlic growing abundantly under the greening trees and it is home to a large and complex badger sett.

Come and wander along the meandering green pathways with me, mind your head on the overhanging branches. We’ll walk quietly, listening to the bird song and the drone of the bees and when we’re hungry we’ll stop for a picnic lunch at the little bench by the pond, where we’ll watch the ducks squabble over pond weed and breathe deeply the softly fragrant breeze.

Tewin Orchard, early May 2023

 

countryside · in the woods · spring

Magical May

Here in the south of England May is the most magical month. Throughout April there are always days that feel like they’ve been reclaimed by winter, with sharp frosts, cold winds and even late snow flurries. But when May arrives it brings a dramatic change and suddenly the countryside, which seemed so bare, brown and twiggy just a week ago, is clothed in a bright green growth.

If you visited these woods during winter you would think them rather dull, but they are at their breath-takingly beautiful best right now and to come and sit here with a coffee and a rather delicious slab of salted caramel brownie is such a privilege and delight. Sitting quietly on this log, surrounded by such beauty, smelling the delicate scent drifting up from the bluebells and listening to the bird song filtering down through the new leaves in the canopy is a joy and I’ll be back out in the woods again next week, making the very most of this fleeting natural wonder.

“I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older.”

Virginia Woolf, Jacob’s Room

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PS: Thanks for all of the kind comments on the horses pattern, it’s almost done, will post again when all the final checks are finished, J x