Enjoying being outside, and the blue skies!

Whatever you think about Facebook it’s great for getting to know what’s going on in your local area - it’s how I learnt about this Winter Wellbeing Walk hosted by the local FarmEco Community Farm. We knew about the farm (but not that much) as it’s in the same location as one of our favourite local cafes, and also where I get my hair done and where I’ve been for a massage or two. There’s also a gym there (not tried that) and a barbers, which MOH has tried too.

We weren’t quite sure what to expect, but thought we had nothing to lose and everything to gain by spending an hour or two walking on paths we’ve not yet discovered, getting to speak to some people we’ve not met before and even better, at the end of the walk there was a promise of a cuppa and a slice of cake.

And while we know that getting outside and reconnecting with nature is good for us, it’s not always that easy to do in the winter when the weather’s not so great. I’ve spoken before about Greenwich Park being my happy place, but truthfully it can be in nature anywhere - which given that we’ve moved approximately 150 miles from my happy place, is good news!

There was a group of eight of us on this walk, which was still a little spongy underfoot - wetter in some places than others, but with walking boots on it was manageable. Given just how wet the winter has been though, it was nowhere near as wet as it could have been. Along the walk we were encouraged to forage, and pick up things that caught our eye - this is my kind of walk, I love to explore what’s around me while we walk, not just march from A to B.

At our first pause to enable the group to get back together, we spotted our first snow drops of the year behind the barbed wire fence. It’s good to see them, as it surely signals that warmer weather is on the way.

Spotting my first snowdrops under the tree behind the barbed wire (the lower wire is covered in 'santa's beard')
A deciduous pine tree - small like pine cones on the bare branches

Next to it was a tree that caught my eye - pine cones on a deciduous tree, that was confusing. It turns out it’s an alder and the small pine cones are the female catkins which stay on the tree all year round. Luckily there were some on the ground, so they went into my foraging bag.

It’s obvious but the more you look, the more you see - but you really do. The tree above has clearly been in the wars with the recent wind and storms, but asking our walk leader about the tree in the centre of the photo below, and why it would be planted on a mound, it was something he’d not noticed before despite walking here for many years. I’m pretty sure he’ll be finding out now - though I think it’s likely that this was done to improve/control the soil that the tree was planted in after a quick Google.

Looking across at Car Colston to a tree planted on a mound (unusual!)

The footpath then led us across a field of sheep who were completely nonplussed by our arrival, but also quite nosey. Eventually they moved in the same way a moody teenager would so we could pass. I’m surprised though that a number of footpaths here are diagonally across fields, some we walked across but others which were wetter we stuck to the edges. I’d have thought farmers would much prefer people to keep to the edges, but I guess if a footpath is longstanding they could have very little say in that.

Walking across the field much to the sheep's bemusement (they're staring at us and our shadows)

In between where we live and FarmEco is the RAF’s Central Gliding School and we quite often look up and see gliders, which can be extremely calming - and with the blue skies on Friday, that’s exactly what we saw as we looked up. MOH would be keen to give this a go, but I’m happy watching from the ground thank you very much.

Looking up we spotted a glider from the nearby gliding school

With my observation skills switched on, and wanting to look at the blue skies for as long as I could, I spotted a rather large on/off switch at the top of this telegraph pole - and I’ve no idea if they all have them now or not.

But what a picture, my favourite of the day.

Looking up at the blue skies and power lines above and spotting a large on/off switch at the top of the telegraph pole

Arriving back at the farm and entering through one of the locked side gates we headed towards the labyrinth, an area well used for workshops and classes thoughout the year, though this year the central canopy/tent has yet to go up as the ground is still too soggy. I surprised myself by knowing the answer to what is the difference between a maze and a labyrinth - I strangely remember reading it in the few days before this walk. If you want to know then a labyrinth has a singular path which leads to the centre, whereas mazes have many paths, but not all of them lead to the centre.

A hedge of red dogwoods with the silver birches and blue skies behind,  the planting forms part of the labyrinth at FarmEco
the Labyrinth at Farm Eco is enclosed with a circle of young silver birch trees which look magnificent against the blue skies

With its red dogwoods and tall silver birches it already felt a special place, I’m sure as the seasons progress that intensifies. It was also good to learn that these silver birches were probably less than ten years old. I was curious as that afternoon we were off to pick up our ‘free tree’ as part of our council’s scheme for residents. We could choose up to two whips from either a hornbeam, cherry tree or silver birch - I’d opted for a single silver birch, which reminds me I need to plant that soon. It’s currently in a plastic bag in the garage but I think I’ll pot it up so it has the best chance, as it’s so tiny.

Arranged foraged items in a mandala from nature

Anyway, back in the polytunnel and really feeling the warmth in there, it was time for tea and cake - and to explore our foraged items, which both MOH and I had picked up along the way. Thanks FarmEco for an enjoyable couple of hours.

And yes the pine cones, and the lichen covered stick came home with us!

NGS Open Gardens at Floral Media

A while back now I signed up to the National Garden Scheme newsletter, and when it arrives in my inbox I often (but not always) check to see if there are any gardens open near me. I got lucky back in 2014 (I can’t believe it was so long ago!) when a couple of private houses in Blackheath opened their gardens, and I went along to have a look at their gardens, and to pick up some tips on what plants thrived in the local area. It was great - I remember leaving with cake, and a plant and the care instructions for it. It was a pelargonium, I forget its name, and it did survive for quite while after, even a winter but then I clearly got ahead of myself and it was no more. But happy memories of the chance to look around a space that’s not usually open.

But I digress. Another newsletter arrived recently and this time I checked to see if there would be more gardens opening near our new home in Nottinghamshire.

And there was.

A garden less than 10 miles, 15 minutes by car was holding their annual open day imminently, no booking required. So that’s how we found ourselves at Floral Media, along with 501 other people for charity. Being a complete newbie to the area, I’d struck lucky. Floral Media is a 15 acre site which has been developed over twenty years. It’s not open to the public on a daily basis but provides workshops in horticulture and floristry, as well supplying sustainably grown flowers to florists and flower arrangers.

And it is a beautiful space. It combines a home and business and showcases an abundance of talent.

An ominous black cloud over some wooden upright sleepers with beds of roses behind
A riot of colour - with yellows, blues and greenery, and some allium seedheads
Following the gravelled path through the garden, the beds on each side are full of plants and full of colour

Despite the look of those dark clouds in the pictures, there was very little rain - just a few spots. But there was plenty of inspiration, and colour throughout the space. The upright wooden beams brought height to where we entered the gardens, and that’s something I’m already considering for our new garden, possibly not wood, but definitely something to add some structure. The paths also did that and led you through this densely planted space.

A rusty iron heart amongst the flowering plants
A vibrant pink lily

The paths led you round the garden as you’d expect, and sometimes even as you wouldn’t expect. There was plenty to see in every space,

A stone planter full of succulents

The paths meandered past succulents in troughs and onto the vegetable garden, and then onto the meadow with a fun garden structure complete with seating inside the tower.

Raspberry canes in a fruit cage in the vegetable garden
Yellow chard in the vegetable patch
A quirky garden space complete with seating area inside

We weren’t done with the succulents yet, or the colour. I loved this chair housing the coleus, it worked here but I’m not sure there’s enough persuasion to replicate this in our own garden.

what every garden needs - a pastel pink chair with a potted coleus on its seat
bee heaven - inside a hollyhock, covered in pollen

The front garden was full of hollyhocks and insects inspecting them closely.

succulents in a planter sunk into the dining room table in the jungle room

Isn’t that table great? It was in the Jungle Room, which was the only room of the house that was also open - and that was a real treat. Next up for us was to go into the field and see where they grow their cut flowers, but as we passed this area of flowering plants that were most past their best, I was struck that even these looked great and in keeping with the whole space.

Dahlias in flower and most likely past their best in crates, but still looking attractively arranged!

The field was something else. Rows of flowers, and a couple of poly tunnels with more flowers in. What a space.

Looking across the rows of flowers in the flower field
Gerberas in flower in one of the poly tunnels
Sweet peas flowering in the poly tunnel

Wasn’t I lucky to spot this? And even better I’ve already spotted another garden close by which is opening on Sundays in August, so I’m hoping that we’ll get along to one of those openings too.

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A new house, a new walk

We’ve spent most of the past fortnight emptying boxes and hosting family in our new house - and it’s been fun, even emptying the boxes (mostly). We knew we were setting ourselves a challenge doing both so close together, but we really wouldn’t have had it any other way. We’ve shown them our house, and our new area (or some of it at least) and it’s been great.

But it wasn’t until yesterday that I finally got around to leaving our new house on foot to explore some of the footpaths right on our doorstep. And it was so good to do that. When looking at the area we’d walked a direct route and a more scenic route to and from the pub in the next village - priorities right?! - but we hadn’t explored things closer to home.

We knew that just around the corner was a lane which led towards the River Trent, so we headed down there following the old brick wall as it wound its way round and under the brick bridge - it looks like a railway bridge, but if it is (and we don’t think it is) it isn’t a line that’s active, and onto an ornate entrance ‘for deliveries'.

From there on the wall ended and the views really opened up, and we followed the lane as it weaved its way around fields until we spotted the yellow topped wooden marker for the public bridleway, when we turned onto a narrow, verdant path.

A view of fields and open countryside with a tree or two on the horizon on the right of the picture
A yellow topped wooden post marking the public bridleway
A narrow trail through trees, bushes and nettles

Dodging the nettles, me more successfully than MOH it wasn’t long before the path opened out and the red haze of the (most likely) weeds caught my eye, as did the pink flowering clover along the pathway.

a sea of red most likely weeds in front of trees as the path opened up
pink flowering clover in the grass of the path

We could soon hear the River Trent and it wasn’t too long before we were on its banks, along with a few anglers from the local piscatorial society. To our left was a recently harvested field of barley rising up to where we’d started from.

a view of the River Trent from the pathway

Along the way there were plenty of thistles, resplendent in purple and complete with fluff and I also noted the potential for some blackberrying later in the summer!

Brambles and scope for blackberrying later in the summer

Reaching a junction we turned back on ourselves, so walking parallel to the river but back on ourselves alongside fields of barley, this time with a poppy or two for a pop of colour. A view that’s really quite different to those we’re used to in South London, even Greenwich Park can’t quite offer this solitude and peacefulness.

Two red poppies growing alongside a field of barley, with a tree in the distance and a cloudy sky
Thistle flowers about to burst into flower

As we ended our walk I spotted this thistle which seemed a bit behind the rest we’d seen on our walk, which also handily seemed to be better positioned for a snap - I’m quite pleased with how it turned out, and the detail that my iPhone was able to pick out.

An hour outside, three miles walked and so much more headspace regained. For us the move was a lot about space, and maximising that - already it feels like home here, and there’s so much more to explore. I’m hoping that our next venture out on foot is that one we’ve tried before, to the pub in the next village - we really should double check it, shouldn’t we?!

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