A change of season always feels as if it is infused with a kind of magic. Whether it’s the myths and stories that surround each season change or what is happening in the skies and with the stars.
Whatever it is, summer seems to be the most loved and magical of all. We beg for summer to knock on our doors; today’s your lucky day folks, she’s here.
‘Made for people with a touch of wild in their hearts.’
That’s what the Stitch and Forage e-course is. It’s also the reason why I am chuffed to be a part of it.
I’m moving. Gah.
All the clever people (and trashy mags) always tell us this is one of the things you can do to bring on some serious stress. That and getting married, getting unmarried, getting a new job etc etc.
Herein lies some attempts I’m making to move well and make the process as breezy, eco and happy as possible.
After putting my frozen dinner from the plastic sandwich bag it was in to a saucepan on the hob I went to put the sandwich bag in the bin.
W H O A H T H E R E.
‘Hold on’ I thought, ‘this thing is COMPLETELY functional- why am I binning it?’
Unlike every season change before it, Spring hasn’t just sprung upon me this year.
I’m putting that down to the ‘go slow’ thing I’ve been giving a go. I’ve been intentionally paying more attention to my body, my mind and my surrounds; with an offshoot of that effort being that I’ve noticed the new life that has begun to pepper the landscape around me. I’ve seen the first of the wild garlic push its way through the soil, along with the daffodils and the crocuses.