I digress....

Yet again there is rather large space of time since I updated anything on here; in theory I love the idea of regular, even (dare I say it?) daily updates-so far, that's exactly what that remains; a theory, one suited to someone who is not me, someone far more organised and dedicated than me! That's no reflection on my organisation or dedication, more that blogging has not yet reached anywhere near the top of my 'to do list'. Must try harder.....

One thing that does dictate my posts, or lack of them, is relevant content.  The Woodland is such a large project, started from the utter beginning, that not only does each task take a considerable amount of time, but that a lot of our plans and ideas cannot be achieved overnight, or even in a calculable period of time (grrrr!-The grumble is only my expression of lack of patience, I'm afraid im quite an impatient gardener).

So I've decided that, to sustain the life of this blog, I shall have to digress....

Henceforth, I will be adding activities and such like that, whilst not directly undertaken at the woodland, are an important aspect of mine and my familys' life and which are relevant to the whole ethos of 'the good life'.

One of the main reasons I began this blog was as a personal document of our woodlands' progress; I see now that I, my family, and our daily lives are an integral part of this process.  Life, just as the Woodland Project, is very much a learning journey; our experiential knowledge shapes future growth and great lessons can be learned from the seemingly simplest of tasks. 

For now I would like to share some pretty, if rather belated, pictures of the Woodland to fill in the gaps from May to July.  We haven't made a great deal of alterations or undertaken any major projects there since laying the hedge and building herb corner; however, Mother Nature has been busy indeed. 

Ramsons; During May, at the woodland edge of the meadow, as far as the eye could see, appeared a white carpet of wild garlic; the slightly pungent, yet not overpowering, smell as we walked through meant the thought of food was never far away.

Throughout May, the shaded, moist soil conditions obviously made the perfect habitat; It was a veritable foragers feast and I collected hearty amounts for culinary use.  See recipes 'Hummus' 'Wild Garlic Pesto'