Hawthorn blossoms. Their scent. Wow. The way they look, adorn the landscape in Spring and how they preserve notions of all that, when harvested and dried nicely, then brewed to a herbal tea later in the yeat. Wonderful, simply. Hawthorn Harvest on Full Flower Moon is part of the cultiwilding …
Pool time: First swim for ducklings There is a first time for everything, so it’s nice to have mummy duck show you how it is done. Needless to say, they take to water like….. ducks! This Indian Runner Duck, brooding and bringing up babies for the first time appears to …
Our bird count: Here we have collected all the birds seen on our little patch of land since March 2023. The bird count – observation, identification and all photos – are by Leon Quinn. Most photos are taken on the premises, but not all. Some are yet to be shot. …
Yesterday I noticed the first signs of life, the first shoots coming out of the ground: New year, return of light and life just bursts out of the ground. Warms your cockles, as they say. Forms a neat counterpoint to life clinging on from last year and arrives on a …
When we first came here a little under a year ago to view the place as prospective buyers, there was a pond. It was winter and wet, muddy patches and a wetland flanked by an upwards sloping savannah of sandy soil. Since then we have followed the shrinking-into-summer and growing-back-into-winter …
Working and walking the land bring up lots of thoughts about this, that and the other, including multispecies commons. Passing the apple trees in season made me greatly appreciate fallen apples on cool autumn mornings, covered in cold dew and microbial co-owners of our little patch of the Earth. In …
It is now January ’24, and this is Winter Wonder Land 2: Another look at our little patch clad in white. The first series of observations can be found here: A little SEO fodder from the machine: Winter’s Embrace: A Permaculture Examination Through Ecological Science As the cyclical rhythm of …
This is what Winter Wonder Land in Egholt looks like. We first came here in late winter and saw the land naked and wet; now we’ve seen it early winter, dressed in white. It is beginning to make sense, feeling like a space becoming a place for the heart and …
Første frost i det morgenrøde, the first and colourfully frosty morning: 08-10-2023 The first morning frost signifies the arrival of freezing temperatures, typically in the fall or winter, which can have various implications for both natural ecosystems and human activities. Here are some aspects to consider: Significance of First Morning …
At first it was incidental. They shit everywhere on anyone or anything at any time. Themselves, each other, their food, their water, their sleeping space. Yes, omnipresent. It was on my hands and my clothes and all over the place. When faced with the question concerning their bedding, I decided …
When we came there was a desert, which was documented briefly here. Like a beach looking for a sea. It had been transformed from a mix of lushness at the very top and primarily savannah into what looked “dead” to the unwitting, “killed” by those eminent soil workers called pigs …
Yea, we have a savannah, sort of. At least that is what we call it. It is, more or less, a nano plateau, a “vast plain of grass”, covering about 4800 m2, at the highest point of our land and also home to our little hill, which we call “Himmelbakken“. …
“There is a chestnut in there, somewhere“, the previous owner said when we surveyed the land and came upon an overgrown thicket in the borderlands of the cadastral map, a little South-East of “the savannah” and not too far from “the desert“. That was 5-6 months ago. The other day …
These (scroll down) are our cultiwilding zones, named by distinctive characters encountered, largely defined by a paddock layout developed by the previous guardian of the land. He ran a bonderøvsgård with school visits, farm shop, and much more surrounded by geese, ducks, pigs, cattle, sheep, chicken and what not. As …
Lilium martagon, the martagon lily, or Turk’s cap lily. Striking. There it was, hanging in the hedge next to where I was walking, observing, feeling out the energy of hot summer on the land. “Really!?”, I thought to myself, possibly spoke out loud, “Wow!” Obviously I had never seen a …
On our savannah there is a heavenly hill. Himmelbakken, Heaven Hill, taking its name tongue-in-cheek from Himmelbjerget, Heaven Mountain, in itself, as best a little sarcastic, even if it is most wonderful place to visit with great views. There is also a great view from Himmelbakken over “Egholt Hede“, when …
It is June, it is summer, it is hot and: Goslings coming out! The birds come out for the first time, discovering the world of green on their own, the main source of their food for weeks inside. They get their first shower with the garden hose and we built …
We thought we were killing Ivy, men ukrudt forgår ikke så let. There’s nothing principally wrong with Ivy, of course, but when it’s keeping the house moist, eating into the roof, blocking the sun, well there is nothing principally wrong in killing ivy either. Even if has created such a …
Turned over, not lightly, disturbed heavily, this was once pig territory, now we call it the desert. Let’s see what will become of this place – Egholt Desert – as spring and summer comes along. Who and what will want to grow and how? Mid-April and it still looks a …
