photo by Arlo on the north east part of the croft we’ve got around 100 sitka regen around 7 years old. on that thin strip they’re about the only thing providing any structure to the place – besides an understory of thigh high reeds, knee deep deer grass ruts, calf […]
nesting
got immersed in a long holy moment of being with the people who came before us while tending alder and scotspine across the burn this is the danger of being in relationship with the “deep dark woods” – it creates a frame of mind entirely opposed to coming back to […]
cycling
to joyful chorus from a flock of willow tits and the merry thwump of the pick axe, the stumps and forestry trenches transform – 5 out of the 6 stumps in this wee area crumbled. it’s a big vision but going through this human pig process shows us it’s entirely […]
polycrub
been getting friendly with the electric brush cutter nine years of natures cycles breaking down stumps and brash in this wee bit of the forest garden. tending and restoring an ex sitka plantation parcel is joyous!
piggin in the new veg garden
meet the stumps in our new veg garden! not easy to spot under all the ferns, bracken and reeds but nevertheless still there, getting on with rotting and returning nutrients to the soil. the electric brush cutter is louder than a pig, and not as cute! louder than the shears […]
bramble dance
I love how this plant flirts with us humans dangling black jewels that some ancient part of us knows is sacred nectar. Wading breast high to get to the big ones hung up in birch I wonder, how did folk fare without jeans and sturdy boots! In the heat of […]
release the trees
700m of deer fencing is up! it’s time tae release the oaklings, rowanlings, hazelings fae captivity ~ nine years we’ve been tending this land without deer fencing. last year we took the leap and invested in fencing for part of the land. seems like there’s a collective sigh of relief […]
tending the dragon
I found umpteen oaklings while puin bracken fae the maw o the sleeping dragon. Joyful scrunching, birdsong, heart song accompanied the great piling up towers of bracken to be devoured by the days and moon full nights into delicious crumble topping for the fruit trees and bushes themselves biding time […]
it’s still winter…..a story for the first full moon
I woke up to a beautiful thin layer of snow and a timely reminder that it’s still winter and it’s ok to be slow and be on the croft dreaming! We’ve done a lot of sewing and knitting this winter in our house – I’ve loved making this cloth binding […]
