Today heralds the Spring Equinox, surely the start of actual Spring and a point where day will slip slowly by the hour toward Summer. Days are lengthening and light is returning once more. It’s all happening this week, the Equinox, and the Clocks going back…. lighter evenings at last! What will be do with that extra hour? Well here are some suggestions to ease you into Spring… Lou ArchellLou Archell, a writer, photographer, stylist and founder of Littlegreenshed. A UK
Spring! Time to get out in the garden and feel the earth between your fingers. My plants are starting to stir, and buds are already opening. Tulips and daffodils are reaching for the sunshine, and everything is so green. One thing I do need to do is replenish my herb garden. I can never over-winter my herbs, I think my small back yard just doesn’t get enough sunlight during the winter to keep them alive. So one of the first
Over the past three years I have celebrated May Day, I love this seasonal ritual. Back in 2013, whilst researching for an article I was writing, I discovered the ancient Pagan tradition of ‘May Day Posies’, small posies of flowers left on friends / neighbours doorsteps to celebrate Srping. So inspired by this I decided to fill jam jars with small Spring blooms cut from my garden. I wandered my neighbourhood, hanging them from door knobs. Such a wonderful surprise for
Instagram is being bombarded. Blossom is everywhere! Truly the start of all things blousy and beautiful. Big fluffy blooms adorn twigs, laden branches and add a sense of ‘froth’ to the neighbourhood. If you are like me and can’t walk past a cherry or magnolia tree without taking at least 10 photos for Instagram then I have a new hashtag for you…. #blossomaroundmyhood. Lou ArchellLou Archell, a writer, photographer, stylist and founder of Littlegreenshed. A UK lifestyle & travel blog
April / May / June – these Spring months are truly the best time to see the British countryside. From the first buds to fields of yellow rape flowers… it is breathtakingly beautiful. On our return home from the crazy cruise weekend, we drove across country through Dorset, Wiltshire and back into Somerset, passing by glorious bright golden fields. As we drove past another I would call out to Dan to ‘stop the car!’… only to find, we’d zoomed by.