Rainy Day

Do you ever stop to listen to the rain? Here in the Wild Wood we've had plenty of chances recently! Everyone has their own response to a rainy day. The green, rooted things enjoy having their leaves and branches washed down as long as the wind stays gentle and doesn't come howling in. Most of the other creatures try to stay in their little homes and stay dry.

Sometimes we will get together to share a cup of tea at the cottage and spend the time sitting before the fire chatting about little things like gardening and what to plant when spring arrives or the best way to iron our linens. There are always breaks in the conversation to listen to the drops on the Cottage roof, though.

Today the fire is burning low in the grate and Dante, Jesse, and I are listening to the rain as it drips off of the eaves into the herb beds below the windows and rejoicing in the moments of quiet that the rain brings today.

New Growth in the Wild Wood

The birds are returning to the woods. I am serenaded by a variety of songs as I walk the paths deeper into the woods. I am watching the leaf buds on the trees pushing the last of the old leaves to the ground as they are swelling and ready for true spring to arrive.

The trees are whispering as the winds toss their branches, and it seems that they are telling me of the new directions, new dreams, fresh breezes making their way to the wild wood. This seems to be a time of waiting and anxious preparations, impatient for the coming seasons but unready or unwilling to change yet.

Welcome to the Chronicles

I have set up this new blog as a place to record the comings and goings in the world around Wild Oak Cottage. So many friends drop in or live nearby that to keep up with them all is a blog of it's own!