Path through Growing Woodland

Going to Seed

There comes a point in life when age creeps up and very few of us can maintain the elegance of younger years. As I look over the wildflower meadow now, into the woodland and along the hedgerows, it is clear that summer’s glory is now behind us. The meadow is going to seed and starting to look rather tatty. The dark green leaves on the trees are starting to lose their lustre. The paths, enjoying the mixture of sunshine and showers, are still lush and growing, but elsewhere the grasses are drying and falling. It’s all past its best and autumn is on the way.  I can relate to that very well …

Path through Growing Woodland

Path through Growing Woodland and Drying Grasses

This week the serious end-of-season clearing will begin.  The new wildflower meadow, between the roundhouse track and the pond, will be cut.  Although not everything has gone to seed, important for our timing is the need to cut the creeping thistle.  What has established well this year will come back next year.  Once the meadow has been cut, we’ll see the patches that remain bare, not having recovered from last summer’s extensive drought: we’ll reseed where it seems sensible.

The established wildflower meadow, together with areas of grassland, will be cut over the coming few weeks, in between the still-welcome bursts of rain.  Before we know it, September’s golden sunsets will be with us, with ripening apples and blackberries.  For now, though, in the midst of nature’s late summer tattiness, we continue to celebrate each little butterfly and hoverfly, dancing silently over the drying seedheads.