(Wild)Life Through a Lens

As I was driving through a small village in Bedfordshire’s back of beyond this morning, I saw a small flush of blossom and a hint of green… you know, that unmistakably fresh, vibrant green that comes with the first buds of a new season’s growth. Spring is late this year, and although we’ve been busy doing the last of the fruit tree pruning and starting to tidy the long borders, the drab browns and dirty ochres of winter have lingered for too long. 

I’ve struggled to update my blog for a number of reasons, but mostly because spring has been a long time coming and the garden has been slow to wake up. There’s not a lot out there to actually photograph, but I’m hoping in a couple of weeks it’ll be all change. Over the years, I’ve captured the changing of the seasons in the garden through the lens, and it’s given me a whole new perspective on the beauty in the apparently simple plants and trees I grow. This year, we will be growing some spectacular floral specimens, and I would really love to take up more photography this spring and summer… though we have found with a toddler and all the gear that comes with her whenever we travel, Rich’s digital SLR setup is getting a bit bulky to carry around. If you’re thinking about improving your photography, this 4K Wildlife & Sports Camera is a great midpoint between a capable phone camera and a complex professional setup. 

As we’re still teetering on the cusp of spring, I thought I would provide a little inspiration with some of my favourite pictures from the last 11 years here at The Smallest Smallholding. And let’s be honest, I’m in need of some vibrancy and colour in my life right now too… 

I’ve selected a few of my favourite pictures from the years. It’s not an exhaustive collection, but many of the pictures have some wonderful memories attached to them:

Lark Ascending rose

Planting tulip bulbs in Autumn


Morning light


Bee on Helenium









Although some of these pictures were lucky “snaps” taken on my long-dead iPhone, and some were on my handy Panasonic Lumix, the closeup shots were courtesy of our digital SLR and a macro lens. I’ve been lucky enough to live with a keen photographer, my partner Rich, who has invested in some pretty decent kit. Over the years it’s meant that we’ve been able to catalogue so many pictures and with the macro lens, see the world in a different way.

I think my favourite picture has to be the bee on the yellow helenium. We set up the tripod and captured the bees just going about their business one sunny afternoon. I just love the colours and the detail, and the green softness in the shallow depth of field in the background. I had never seen a bee in so much detail before and it gave me an entirely new perspective on them.

Let’s hope that spring in full swing isn’t too far off now…  and there’ll be plenty of opportunities to capture the season at it’s best. 

This is a collaborative post.


Winter Garden

It’s been a very busy winter for us here at The Smallest Smallholding – big life milestones have been reached, we’ve been drowning under a tonne of admin and paperwork, and I’ve been as busy with ever with a very energetic 18 month old keeping me on my toes. For our extended family, there has been bigger news, as we now have a large piece of land in the family as my father pursues a lifelong dream, working the land and looking after horses.

I remember growing up, my Dad always said he wanted some land and some donkeys to look after. These days, for him, it’s all about caring for horses. Now that the little slice of land has been purchased, I feel a sense of relief that for my Dad, there’s an enjoyable working life beyond the daily grind. I think in a lot of ways I’m like my Dad – I always need a project to get my teeth into and to just be busy, and there’s somehow much more satisfaction and contentment from working outside, in nature.

I’ve never really had much experience with horses, other than a few riding lessons when I was younger. But I’m really keen for my daughter to have as much exposure to animals and caring for animals as possible. And it’s lovely that she’ll be able to visit Grandpa’s stables nearby, and get to know just how majestic horses are, up close.

We were thinking of getting a present to celebrate this new milestone for Dad… maybe something useful for the land or the horses. As I know next to nothing about horse husbandry I thought maybe we could gift a sack of feed for them – it’s practical, and the horses will enjoy it too! I’ve read some reviews online and Spillers Feed have a huge range and generally favourable reviews… so there will be something suitable that we can get, I’m sure.

The first residents are already in the new stables – a Shire horse and a couple of other horses. From some preliminary research, I think some high fibre feed for the shire horse might be in order. Either that, or a Spillers Feed conditioning food could be useful over the last of this winter period when grazing can be a challenge. I’m not going to leave it to chance and hope that I’ve got the right feed… I’ll ask Dad to look at the Spillers Feeds range and choose for himself. Like people, horses have individual nutritional needs, so there’s no one size fits all approach to feeding, especially when you’re considering smaller, leaner horses vs a very tall, strong and muscular shire horse!

The land is a bit rough around the edges and needs a fair amount of work, but has been used as equestrian land and for grazing for a long time. I think the plan is to build even more new stables and improve access to the fields, as well as making it look much prettier! The other benefit for us is that we’ll have plentiful access to horse manure for the veg plots and flower borders here at home… and to know that the horses that “produce” the manure are being so well cared for makes it a little bit more satisfying!

Post written in collaboration with Spillers Feed

Waking up to spring

spring primroses

It’s been a while. I’ve been in a state of semi-hibernation these past few weeks, dealing with all sorts of issues and a few life milestones as well. I’m hoping as spring is arriving, I’m through the fog of deep winter blues. I felt so much better yesterday, pottering around my local plant nursery, looking for some colourful primroses to brighten the back door step. The first time I’ve felt vaguely normal since around Christmas.

I think I can almost smell spring in the air. It’s so nice to be able to fling the windows open and hear the birds, to see them tripping about the garden, or to walk with my daughter in the woods and parks without feeling like my face is going to freeze off. The daffodil bulbs that I’ve been planting in every year are starting to bloom, a great burst of sunshine and cheer in the borders. The primroses that once sat in my containers and then replanted under the fruit trees are now beginning to bud and burst into life. All around me, the garden is waking up, and it feels like it’s bringing me back to life too. 

I’ve been doing bits and pieces in the garden as and when I can; clearing borders of perennial weeds, cutting borders back in and doing some last minute pruning before spring really sets in. We’re getting back to the bare bones of the garden and I’m seeing pockets of space that, hopefully, come summer, will be crammed with colour.

I always have great plans for what I’ll achieve during the year, but the last 18 months have been a lesson in managing expectations; my daughter has now achieved full-on toddler status and although she absolutely adores being outside and in the garden, I still don’t get to spend hours pottering as I used to. Still, there’s plenty to keep me busy, even without any grand schemes or plans, and I look forward to doing some sowing in the next few weeks. 

Last year, I missed growing cosmos, so I’ll be getting those sown early this year. I’ve missed the boat for garlic I think, but I might just fling a few in and see how we go. I haven’t really sat down with a pen and paper and planned what will happen in the veg patches and flower borders, but it’s something I think I’m going to let happen organically this year. I’m feeling like I just need to go with the flow, and see where it takes me. 

pink primrose