Tag Archives: seasons

  • Spring: Wild dog roses and sombre thunderclouds

    The mist-kissed breeze brings the sweet scent of dog roses blooming on the wild hedge near the shore. Their pink and pure white petals lighten the mood of grey clouds. Spring feels almost like Summer this year – the days are hot bringing rumbles of thunder and early butterflies; Small Whites and Small Tortoiseshells find …

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  • Winter: frosty mornings and feeling fine

    Stomping our boots on the rocks to shake off the first snow flurries, taking too-quick breaths that burn and tickle our lungs making us laugh and love the way the clean, sharp frosty air makes our bodies feel tingly and zingy. Wrapped in warm and nurturing hand knitted loveliness our hearts are warm too on …

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  • Darkness descends, Autumn

    The wind is howling, the rain is lashing our faces. Suddenly it is dark when last week it was light. Sunless days have arrived with Autumn. And we love it. The fire is lit and tended with care. Wool blankets and downy quilts warm our bodies while good company and laughter warm our hearts. Mellow …

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  • Spring: dawn chorus makes our hearts sing

    “And a bird overhead sang Follow,And a bird to the right sang Here;And the arch of the leaves was hollow,And the meaning of May was clear.”~Algernon Charles Swinburne~ The dawn chorus of robin and song thrush, blackbird and wren. The sweet scent of gorse on the breeze. The clear blue of wild bluebells and a …

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  • Winter: a quiet wonderland of natural sparkle

    Nights of clear starry skies and watery transparency. Warm woollens and sparkling sequins, layers of silk and light-catching shimmering yarn. Winter this year has been a natural wonderland. Bright moonlit nights. Glittering snow, sparkling ice and translucent hail. We revel in the change of seasons, the contrast of dark and light, warmth and cold, the …

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  • Winter: woolly berry, spruce and ice festive holidays

    A little festive fun. Red winter berries seem more vibrant this year. Green leaves quiver in the wind. We walk amongst the spruce and pine, sighing with their creaky bough songs, listening to green needles tingle. There may be snow for Christmas. Candles bright in windows. The sky darkens quickly in the afternoon. Stars visit …

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  • Winter: quiet contemplation

    Quiet contemplation and contentment. Short days and frosty nights. A coolness of light. The quietness of time spent observing, being aware, noticing the beauty in every tiny moment. I am knitting a sock on tiny needles with rustic 4 ply wool rough against my finger tips. Ice crystals slide down the window glass. Letting all …

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  • Winter: potent hibernation

    Short days, wild winds, stormy seas. The glory of winter darkness hibernation, wrapping ourselves in cosy woollens, swaddling our spirits in the gestation time, quietening our minds, listening with stillness to the sounds of nature. Here we are in the deep mid-Winter with arrows pointing back to Autumn and forwards to Spring in the eternal …

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  • Autumn feelings

    Hello Autumn you beautiful harvest season of misty mornings, long nights and mellow fruitfulness. We surrender to crisp leaves crackling underfoot, the zing of cold air sharp in our lungs and the soothing, cosseting bliss of wrapping ourselves in layers upon layers of natural, hand knitted wool, silk, cashmere, alpaca . . .

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