To translate the natural world into garden terms isn't easy. I have worked hard over the last ten years to create a woodland area that is pleasing to the eye but mostly beneficial to wildlife.
I do as little as possible with this space. I try not to spoil the natural balanced cycle of growth.
Moss, lichen and decay is what fuels a wood and for me, only enchances its beauty. I find woods are the most peaceful places on earth. The rustling of leaves, incessant birdsong, and the hum of insects reminds me that this is a very special environment filled with abundant life........I treasure and respect my little bit of woodland and believe it to be a valuable space for both flora and fauna.
It also holds some of my most treasured plants. Hellebores, as you well know, top my list of favourites. I never tire of their modesty, their fragility. Flowering in the winter months, they bring light, hope, and joy to this gardener. Harvington double freckles has a place in my heart.
Double purple is stunning.....I love the depth of colour and the way the winter sun catches me unawares and takes her to another level.
Have I ever told you about number two on my favourites lists. Cyclamen coum.......they thrive here. Sometimes I lay on my tummy to take a photograph. I did that today, just for you sweet blogging friends. I wanted to show you close up.....she is shy and small but isn't she just beautiful. Big isn't always best :)
Last autumn in a moment of madness i bought one Broad-leaved Helleborine. I would not usually be so extravagant but decided to take a chance with this little beauty. A native and one that grows amongst oak and beech she now nestles in the heart of my little wood. The specialist told me to plant and leave. I have done just that. They are unpredictable plants but if conditions are right they will bloom. I live in hope:)