It's January and the winter has been a constant stream of wet and windy weather so far. The garden is battered but surviving. Gardening has mostly consisted dashing out on the occasional dry days to clear bits of new border to plant up the stuff I've been bringing down here from Devon. A few spring bulbs are showing which is helping to keep my spirits up!
In the corner of our new garden is a cluster of trees that I rather grandly call our woodland. Within it is a small clearing for a bonfire and some other areas where I will be planting up drifts of woodland plants. Sitting by our little bonfire/firepit area is the spot in the garden where I feel most peaceful. It makes me realise that woodlands are my spiritual home. I will be planting lots more trees and shrubs in our little bit of woodland, both as a windbreak against the powerful SW winds that rage across our garden and also to make the little woodland even more secret and magical.
These photos were taken back in summer/early autumn, when we still knew what sunshine was.
In the corner of our new garden is a cluster of trees that I rather grandly call our woodland. Within it is a small clearing for a bonfire and some other areas where I will be planting up drifts of woodland plants. Sitting by our little bonfire/firepit area is the spot in the garden where I feel most peaceful. It makes me realise that woodlands are my spiritual home. I will be planting lots more trees and shrubs in our little bit of woodland, both as a windbreak against the powerful SW winds that rage across our garden and also to make the little woodland even more secret and magical.
These photos were taken back in summer/early autumn, when we still knew what sunshine was.
