After a very cold night we wake to a crisp winter morning of frosted grass with the bright sun rising over the house tops. This is ‘day’s most sacred hour‘, full of the ‘innocence of a new born day‘.
Continue reading “Is This the Song of Spring?”
Earlier in November on a peaceful day by the Arun river, autumn's beautiful, but fading, embers warm us with their season of contentment and mellow wisdom. Advent hope is in the air.Continue reading “November’s Embers”
England’s lost Wildflower Meadows are back! Nostalgic dreams of elysian meadow fields are becoming real as Coronation Meadows spread and mini- meadows appear in gardens everywhere.
Continue reading “The Meadow Makers”
There is something very romantic about a traditional English wildflower meadow with a soft, dreamy tapestry of mixed flowers and grasses, back lit in the glorious summer sun, full of insects and the smell of sweet vernal grass.
Continue reading “Creating a Wildflower Meadow”
A Listening Heart 