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The Closing Chapter

Bee on Nasturtium flower at Bealtaine Cottage

Summer began to melt into Autumn at Bealtaine Cottage amidst a flurry of bees and butterflies, more than ever witnessed in the permaculture gardens.

Harvesting began and the kitchen was a place of jam jars and bottles, all waiting to be filled and labelled.

The glut of blackcurrants became wine, jam and chutney, with even more added to the freezer.

Open days and workshops seen a steady stream of visitors to the cottage and gardens.

Kindling for the winter stoves continued to be collected and stored in the barn.

And the Potager beds kept growing!

The recipe for Blackcurrant Chutney was added to a blog post that had runaway success!

Valerian flowered…

Roses bloomed…

And all around, flowers showed off with total abandon!

I collected seeds…

and more seeds…

Drying and labelling in every container I had to spare!

Seedheads were stored for winter flower arrangements.

As the boys played in the Fairy Wood.

It was a magical time for all!

Summer never really went away, for the wine of that season kept bubbling with life.

And the harvest continued…

As potatoes were lifted…

And misty mornings began to appear.

Cobwebs shimmied in the morning breeze…

As the light and shadows began to change.

My son got married and I designed and made the flower arrangements, on a lovely day with my new daughter’s mother, here at Bealtaine.

Everyone came to the west of Ireland for a three day wedding in a 500 year old castle. Here I am with my eldest daughter.

And when all was over, the harvest continued.

And the cottage fell silent…

But not for long, as friends delivered cardboard for mulching…

And helped with the harvest.

Lords and Ladies made an Autumn appearance in the Fairy Wood.

And the cottage and gardens were opened for a special fundraiser in aid of Leitrim Animal Welfare.

Raising a magnificent sum of money for a wonderful charity.

Autumn continued into Winter…

And logs were stacked in readiness for the stove.

The days darkened as Midwinter approached…

And candlelight illuminated the dark days.

Bringing cheer to the silent grey…

And soft light into the Midwinter Cottage.

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