Over the last eight years I have been looking after guests who visited our holiday let on the farm. The little, cosy, unique building that used to serve as an accommodation for hop pickers a few generations ago, was busy and loved. Holidays with dogs, Wedding nights, Birthday stays, Christmas hideout, even a Covid exile during the pandemic, the Hopper Hut did it all. Hopper Hut in summer Now she takes a deep breath. The door opens to new beginnings, to fragrant oils and incen

February has rushed in after the slowest month of the year. Suddenly we are over a week in and I am not sure what happened. There are...

Since my last blog the months tumbled down towards Autumn at incredible speed. April, May, June - still in our winter gear, then a brief...

The relentless rain has created a muddy quagmire in the chicken run. Nettle Garden's land is soaking wet and spongy underfoot. But all is...

Nettle Garden is a place for nature, her expression and healing, (however as I write this I had to chase a hen from my newly planted pot...