In 1906 Edith Holden started a Diary, now known as ‘The Country Diary Of An Edwardian Lady’. In it, she observed Natures cycle through the months of the year, writing simply about the weather, the birds, the flowers and the natural world around her. All the pages are beautifully ornamented with her original artwork and favourite poems. In this Blog, I’m going to try to emulate her Diary in a modern way. For a start, this is a blog on a computer, not pen and ink lovingly written on paper! However, I hope that the end result will have some similarities, in that I want to capture day by day, month by month the steady rhythm of Nature through the year. For although our 21st century lives are hectic, chaotic, noisy and deafened by electronics, the beat of the natural world, which is the backdrop to all our lives whether we notice it or not, remains ever the same. So take a sedate, gentle and steady-paced journey with me through the next year, observing the natural world. Our way of life may have changed almost beyond recognition since 1906, but nature is doing what it always has done, the cycle of nature remains constant and reassuringly predictable. In that respect, nothing has changed. ‘ No Winter lasts forever; no Spring skips its turn.’ (Hal Borland)

Monday, 1 April 2013

April 1st.

The name April comes from the Latin word ‘aperire’ – to open, as this is the month when all the flowers and blossoms open. It was known as Eostremonath (easter month) in Anglo-Saxon, although this year, as sometimes happens Easter fell in March.

Traditional days;
April 1st- April fool’s day
April 14th- St Turbitus’s day.
April 19th- Primrose day.
April23rd- St Georges’ day.

 Folk sayings about April;

‘ The first of April some do say
Is set apart for All Fools Day
But why the people call it so,
Not I, nor they themselves do know.'

The cuckoo comes in April,
Sings its’ song in May.
In the middle of June it changes its’ tune,
And then it flies away.

The saying goes that the Cuckoo sings from St Turbitus’s day ( 14th April) to St Johns’ day ( 24th June).

‘April showers bring May flowers.’

Over The Land Is April by Robert Louis Stevenson

OVER the land is April,
Over my heart a rose;
Over the high, brown mountain
The sound of singing goes.
Say, love, do you hear me,
Hear my sonnets ring?
Over the high, brown mountain,
Love, do you hear me sing?

By highway, love, and by way
The snows succeed the rose.
Over the high, brown mountain
The wind of winter blows.
Say, love, do you hear me,
Hear my sonnets ring?
Over the high, brown mountain
I sound the song of spring,
I throw the flowers of spring.
Do you hear the song of spring?
Hear you the songs of spring?

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