The meadow is cut once, in late summer, after the seed has dropped. That single decision does more for the place than anything else we do all year.
Orchids appeared in the third season. Beehives are planned for the meadow, and estate honey with them, though neither is here yet; for now the clover and lime flower for whatever finds them. Deer cross at dawn, take the same line every time, and leave a path through the long grass that guests find and follow without being told.
It is a slow kind of gardening: mostly restraint, occasionally a scythe.
It is a slow kind of gardening: mostly restraint, occasionally a scythe.