It’s time to celebrate! Welcome the returning sun! From Wednesday the days get longer! The birds have started singing again, perky little wrens – King of the Winter, according to folklore – can be seen hopping in and out of log-piles and the robins are as plentiful, cheerful and friendly as ever. We love them all!
I aways feel a little sad at the Autumn Equinox; sad that the nights will be long for six whole months; sad that what sunshine we see doesn’t bring the warmth we had enjoyed. But there are compensations, especially this autumn, which is a very exciting time for the Eternal Forest Trust.
We are having a party in the woods on Saturday 22nd October 2022 from 11am to 4pm. It would be great to see you there! Please get in touch if you can help in any way, or just come along and enjoy the party. Car-sharing advised.
It’s been so dry in the wood this summer, the ground is like concrete under the rich dark topsoil. I’ve never seen the stream so low. But at least we have a stream and it is still running, so we have water. And there must be water in the ground, because the treees, ferns and brambles remain so gloriously green, soaking up the sunshine. (more…)
Join us for a cuppa and cake at a Woodland Death Cafe and birdsong walk in Boduan Sanctuary Wood. Monday 2nd May 2022 – 3 to 8 pm (more…)
March was a golden month. Golden sunshine – record breaking, according to the Met Office – golden daffodils, celandine, dandelions, primroses – well, more lemon than gold but surely you’ll allow a bit of poetic licence? (more…)
Welcome to the first Newsletter of 2022! January is almost over and I’m so happy to see signs of Spring at last! It builds up gradually from here: the fresh young leaves on honeysuckle will be joined by baby leaves on hawthorn and rose, then willow and cherry, and on it will go, the wood turning steadily green as the days lengthen. The first lambs’ tails have already appeared on the willows and we’ll see other catkins soon. (more…)
What a difference a week makes! I started writing this newletter in the last week of November, when the long gentle autumn felt endless. Then came Storm Arwen and the onset of winter. (more…)
It seems appropriate that I should devote this newsletter to ghoulies and ghosties. Hallowe’en is next Sunday and the mosses are dripping in anticipation. Everything is damp. Yellow slime mould is running riot. Under the brambles, the red and white Amanitas are out in force, capturing the imagination. (more…)
It’s beautiful! Clouds of butterflies dancing in the sunshine. On warm September days, the wood smells delicious. I struggle to describe the rich and complex aroma in a way that would be meaningful to those who are unable to visit; it’s a mixture of fruit and fungi, trees and damp earth; it reminds me of Christmas cake, but with a bit of a citrus tang to it. (more…)