There wasn’t anything ‘spring’ about the weather today – thick fog greeted us when we arrived at the school and an orienteering course suddenly looked very ambitious!
An ugly troll has moved into our wood and all the fairies have been forced to move into the trees. How will they visit each other for coffee and cakes now?
A squash and a squeeze, but does clay move when it is -11 degrees?
How can we help our feathered friends through the long winter months?
The pagan celebration of Winter Solstice is one of the oldest winter celebrations and marks the shortest day of the year. We celebrated this ancient festival in our woods making candles to light up the dark winter evenings.
There’s no place like gnome!