ONE whole year of Stilton Ruler of the Universe...
....and tales from Tumbledown Farm.
I cannot believe it has been a whole year since I started the blog, I do not know where the time has gone, it seems to be moving so quickly.
I was not sure whether to celebrate the passing of this event or not, but I am feeling nostalgic today so I will. I started the blog last year at a very difficult time in my life. I felt somehow that the real me was no longer there, just a person carrying out a daily routine, getting up every morning going to work, doing a monotonous job chasing people up and pestering them for their paperwork and constantly nagging them for it when it never appeared. No one ever saw me, I was just my job and nothing else and had been for years. I could have been a zombie, no one would have noticed.
I used to be such a happy bubbly person, but that girl was lost. When a colleague came back from holiday with a fridge magnet for me with "This IS my happy face..." on it like the one above I smiled and put it on my desk, but inside I cried and cried. Is this what I had really become? It was just not what I had hoped my life would be by the time I turned thirty...
So last year I took the very tough decision to leave my job, and take a break from archaeology: my dear mother had had a bad fall at work and had lost her mobility, she was struggling to cope with the smallholding and I felt I needed time out from my own life that was making me unhappy on so many different levels. A gardening friend (JaneRowena) suggested to me that I should start a blog, to keep a diary of my new life to help me through the move and so that is how Wisteria and Cow Parsley came about.
I am not from a horticultural background, nor am I trying to seek fame and glory through my blog, I am just a girl who felt a bit lost and wanted to learn to express her creativity, to find a voice, to feel passionate about life and feel the grass under her feet again.
I have learnt to pick up a camera and explore the world through a lens. It has given me the creative output I had been craving. It has helped me to explore my passion for plants, gardens and design in greater depth. But the thing that has amazed and delighted me the most is that so many people have joined me on my rambles around Tumbledown Farm, tours of gardens and wanderings through the countryside. I never imagined anyone would ever show an interest beyond my friends and family and I feel deeply honoured that you have.
The Temple, The Courts Garden, Holt, Wiltshire.
Thank you so very much to everyone who has stopped by to read the blog, to those who have left comments and sent messages of support via forums, twitter, Facebook and e-mail. Thank you to all those who have picked posts through Blotannical. You have no idea how much a cheeky comment from someone like James or Esther can lift my day, or when Deborah or Cenya mentions my photography in one of their posts that it really does mean the world to me. Or how happy I am when a garden designer e-mails me to say how much they enjoyed the photos I took of their garden at the the Malvern Show.
I have never ceased to be amazed by the generosity of the other bloggers, to have my day brightened by the arrival of beautifully designed cards from Karen or that Dan Pearson book I had been hankering after for so long from the Happy Moufftard.
All these things make keeping the blog so special, knowing that not only do I get the chance to at last feel more creative but that it is giving pleasure to others too and that I have made so many new friends along the way. So thank you all for stopping by over the past year and supporting me in my follies, it really has meant so very much to me, it really has.
The Japanese Garden at Iford Manor.