I think these transitioning seasons are probably my most favourite in Little Wood really. I adore Autumn in all it’s golden loveliness – the colours, and the blackberries, burnished skies and icing sugar frosts. But equally I love this Spring season in the countryside too, and that sense of waking up again – sun full on your face, baby bunnies learning the ropes close to the hedgerows, and eight o’clock sunsets behind my favourite hill.
There’s beauty in every season, there’s no doubt, but it’s all the promises of these ones, betwixt and between, that make living right in the middle of nature so very special.
How very lucky we are.
Some little pictures of Spring so far with us, if you’d like to see!
Not the best picture in the world but it’s surprisingly difficult to get a good shot of these guys! Phil has moved in at the bottom of our lane, and spends his days squawking and pottering around. I’ve nearly wiped him out on a few occasions – pheasants aren’t the most safety conscious, and if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s countryside patience. They’ll move in their own sweet time. Silly birds! 🙂
My favourite sunny little spot!
Back outdoors! These little three are so fortunate to have so much space right on their doorstep. I can’t wait for Summer adventures outside!
A while back, my dad carved each of their names into a tree in the wood. We go and check on them every now and again. I love the idea of these trees always being here, with a little reminder of the children who loved them so.
Easter egg making for our Easter Tree!
We did a branch update for the new season and how cute are these little clothes peg birds?
And wreaths! I’ve developed a new obsession (don’t tell Mr M!)
I’ve been championing the all-year round front door wreath for a while now, but our twiggy one was looking a bit Wintery, so I updated it to this pretty blossom one. I love it! And, me being me, I’ve now my eye on the most gorgeous hydrangea one for Autumn too. Watch this space! 😉
In the weeks to come we are so looking forward to spending more time outside than in, grass cuts and picnics, planting herbs and filling pots, running barefoot on the lawn after tea, building dens, and dirty fingernails (OK, maybe not those but… occupational hazard and all…), water fights and tyre swinging, honeysuckle buds and the first roses.
Spring, you’re a good one!
‘Is the Spring coming?’ he said.
‘What is it like?’…
‘It is the sun shining on the rain
And the rain falling on the sunshine…’
The Secret Garden (Frances Hodgson Burnett)