If March is the month of winds and the last snows, April is certainly the month of showers. So far this year, in my little corner of Sussex at least, it has been a cold, wet spring. Following the thaw that swelled the ditches with melt water and liquified within the ground to create sodden… Continue reading Little April Shower
It has felt like we have been poised on the cusp of the seasonal change for weeks. The cold weather we associate with winter lingered long into the 3rd calendar month of the year, and according to the weather forecast, hasn’t yet been completely banished to the mysterious artic north. But snow isn’t just a… Continue reading Blackthorn Winter
I have taken to walking often on the heathland. I leave work for an hour at lunchtime, follow the path through the wood and cross the busy main road. As soon as the gate clunks shut softly behind me, I am in a different world. For a short time I can put all thoughts of… Continue reading Patch Watch: February 15th, Bumblebee and Bullfinches
After a relatively dry 2017, the first month of the new year seems to be excited to have discovered rain, and has been enthusiastically demonstrating this day after day. Few bright days have punctuated the curtains of rain, but when they have, they have been glistening gems. We may complain about the wet weather, but… Continue reading Patch Watch: What a Lot of Wellie-Weather!
A bright sunny morning, and a quiet day to myself. Time to pour a refreshing drink of sparkling water infused with healthy fruit and herbs, shake off that post christmas fuzziness and settle down with pen and paper to plan the coming year. I am getting ahead of the game and drafting out some January… Continue reading Happy New Year
I have fallen behind somewhat with this seasonal diary, drifting off in a similar fashion to the way autumn is sinking into the soil under the weight of winters approach. After the first flush of inspiration that came on the winds that turned the leaves to crisp flowerings of golden hues, I have been feeling… Continue reading SFN Journal – Autumn Almanac: Windblown and Washed Out
I find it interesting to note that to the untrained eye the word solace although derived from Latin, sōlātium – comfort (or sōlārī to console), appears to contain the same root as the term for sun or solar (from Latin sōlāris, from sōl the sun). Perhaps it is just the perspective of my current experience of longing for brighter days that makes me connect the letters ‘sola’… Continue reading Flock of Solace