
September 21st and into Autumn. It would not be complete without John Keats’s Ode. True to form our garden is into some mellow fruitfulness.
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September 21st and into Autumn. It would not be complete without John Keats’s Ode. True to form our garden is into some mellow fruitfulness.
Continue reading “Into Autumn with John Keats”Entering Ennerdale you will find an untamed solitude and tranquility, the sublime beauty of the crags and the pastoral charm of the valley. No wonder Wordsworth loved the place.
Continue reading “Wordsworth and Wild Ennerdale”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.
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