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, 23 December 2013

December 23rd.

December's been very mild so far, but the last few days have been incredibly stormy, with lashing rain and gales. 
The river is very high and the flocks of swans, the goosanders and the mallards have all abandoned its fast flowing , muddy waters for calmer waters elsewhere, probably the reservoir at Llandegfedd. The Olway brook too is in flood, and similarly abandoned, though the overflowing waters have provided ponds in the fields that have attracted flocks of gulls. Most birds are grounded today though the high winds make flight very difficult! Along the brook, many trees and branches of the willows especially, have come down, revealing nests and honeycombs in their hollows from the Summer, and with their branches huge bunches of mistletoe are strewn on the banks. The hedgerows though are full of large flocks of thrushes, this year the Mistle thrush seems to have thrived, and they are now joined by their Winter cousins the fieldfares. The Robin in my garden has been singing a beautiful winter song all day, every day for the past few weeks, and although it s melodious notes started early this morning, it's now gone deep into the hedge to find shelter from the storm, no doubt as soon as the storm passes, it will be back out valiantly singing again!

Solstice Song.-K. Craigen.
Turn from the darkness
Step in to the light,
Burn the Yule Logs,
on this long Solstice night.

The Earths balance shifts
And we turn to the sun,
The journey to Spring
Has once more begun.
While the hedgehog lies sleeping,
The Dormouse dreams on,
The Robin and Thrush sing their mid-Winter song,
That tells of the light 
And the warmth it will bring,
The eggs in their nests,
And the flowers of Spring.

Say Goodbye to the darkness,
This Mid- Winter night,
The Earth beats a rhythm,
Dance in to the light.

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