JOURNAL

Wintering...

It's been such a mild Winter so far, it's unbelievable that so much is still blooming... hello geraniums and the odd Rose in the garden! But following a few days of darkness and rain, I was ready to get my boots on and be outside. We were rewarded with the most beautiful day December had yet produced - crisp, bright and full of fresh air, ready to be sucked in to our lungs with appreciative breaths.

We have some playing fields near us, where, on Saturday mornings, scores of little boys with long socks and football boots come and get thoroughly muddy and worn out while their Mums and Dads look bleary on the sidelines, but shout on encouragingly nonetheless. There's also a well tended bowling green behind the playing fields, where the local gents - some, probably 'the boys' of old round the area - now firmly Granda's and adorned with wool caps and corduroy slacks, plot their strategy. They huddle together muttering little between them, those men of few words, in accents that, even after living here for almost seven years, I still can't quite always pick up... "'bout ye', and a nod. I'm still not entirely sure what the correct response to that one is? 

It's a lovely community, and behind it is a wonderful wooded area - man made, I think, but full of ivy and pine, and beech and birch trees. The odd bird and squirrel with distant mooing that makes me think if we could get past the brambles, we would find some friendly heifers...

We armed ourselves with buckets, and secateurs and set to gathering the best of the season, to add that little something special to our wreaths. There's nothing quite like mixing flower market finds with locally foraged ones... so we pulled and poked and selected some special little bits to weave through our wreaths and hang in our homes. The outside brought in, to celebrate this warm, long, winter. A little bit of light in the dark months.

Wreath making is fast becoming one of our favourite traditions and it's so nice to think about what someone would like when I'm gifting one, or making one for a client - all the while staying true to my preference for keeping things natural, and beautiful - a little more on the wild side? A touch of tradition? A hint of seasonal sparkle? It's so much fun, and there are so many possibilities...

Best of all? My goodness do they smell incredible!