You don't want to hear about the rain that came bucketing down, accompanied by high winds, last night; you want to know how things looked in the morning. And the answer is quite perfect. You see, in times gone passed, we would have fallen trees, blocking the accesses not to mention areas where trees had fallen on top of each other in a super 'impossible' tangle, and yet, today, none of this: the forest is, once again, strong, healthy and resilient... at least, with respect to this very testing storm!
 
The rain is coming down hard and the horses are in their stables, chewing over the present and dreaming of harmonious relationships. This  video clip shows not only the direction we are going in with our horses but also the whole of our forest garden - we are looking for a harmonious interaction between all parts of our environment from the tallest trees down to the smallest blade of grass - and, naturally, there is a spectrum of diversity in between including all kinds of fruit and flowers. So now I am off to talk this over with the horses:-)
 
I woke last night to the sound of Sebastian, one of our horses, whinnying. Rain had started to fall heavily. So, in the morning, Mt Graça was hidden completely and the house was enveloped in warm rain. Yes, WARM rain! 

I learned that Pomegranate bushes like a wall to the west and to be planted on flat ground to avoid chilling winds at the time the fruit forms. This hasn't been the case with ours and explains why the fruit has dropped. So task one today is to re-plant at least one bush.

1/11/2010

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Well, well, well! Yes, we had a light snowfall yesterday, but this morning the temperature is rising and you can sense the grass growing and the horses' eagerness to enjoy it.
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Mt Graça this morning!

 
Well, what a way to start a blog: I am sat next to a warm log fire, the horses are in their stables and our mountain is blue and cold. Appreciation of life comes from contrast. I am not a flat-land person. I love mountains and valleys. Tomorrow, will be a bright new day and the mountain another colour. So, in a moment, I will groom the horses and whisper sweet nothings to them and tell them of things to come and make their stables snug for the night so that we all may dream of tomorrow... and the next stage in our adventure together.

horses, camellias, paradigm shift, perspective, innovation,