Seasonal | Pilgrim's Perch

Lingering over Lavender

I’ve written about lavender before (see post 12th August 2020) but at this time of the year you really can’t have too much of a good thing!

Lavender fields stretch into the horizon — *A field of lavender in full bloom*

As well as producing beautiful flowers – the sight of which is enough to instil a sense of tranquility – simply brushing your fingers along a stem of lavender flowers releases the magical fragrance, encouraging a sense of calm, ‘de-stress’ and peace. Simone de Beauvoir once wrote:
“I am thinking of the lavender in my garden. It is like drinking a glass of cold water when you are really thirsty.”

A clump of lavender to refresh the soul — *Lavender scintillates in early morning light*

That feeling of well-being can be captured and enjoyed long after the garden lavender blooms have faded and summer is just a distant memory. Dried lavender is wonderful for refreshing wardrobes and cupboards, for scenting an airless room or for conjuring up a refreshing cup of tea.

Lavender tea can soothe and restore — *A cup of lavender tea to soothe and refresh*

Lavender for household use is best picked just before the first flowers are fully opened. Snip long stems and dry them by spreading them in a single layer on a cloth somewhere warm and dry. You can also hang the stems in small bunches indoors – as they dry they will release their magical fragrance. After about three weeks, rub the stems gently over a tray and gather the dried flowers. Use in pot pourri or dainty lavender sachets.

Girl with basket gathers lavender — *Gathering lavender*

Soaps and toiletries have long featured lavender due to its cleansing and antibacterial properties. Before the days of deodorant products the Elizabethans would use dried lavender in laundry to absorb stale smells. After washing clothing it might be spread on lavender bushes to dry in the days before tumble dryers.

A relaxing bath, scented with lavender — *Lavender has long been used to scent bath oils and soaps*

Smoothing a little lavender oil on the forehead can relieve headaches and stress – after breathing in its intoxicating scent a sense of contentment pervades your whole being. Lavender soothes but stimulates; it relaxes and refreshes. Breathing in this wonderful fragrance calms the mind, helps recover hope and optimism and makes the world seem a more promising place.

A phial of lavender oil - many uses for reducing stress. — *Lavender oil can be completely ‘de-stressing’…*

In the days before housework was a daily task made simple with modern appliances, lavender was one of the herbs used for strewing when reeds and rushes would be scattered on floors to absorb dirt and detritus from everyday living. Modern cleaning techniques mean that such measures are no longer necessary but a carpet sprinkled with lavender can make a room smell fresh and delightful. Simply grind two cups of dried lavender together with two cups of soda and four teaspoons of ground clove and cinnamon. Sprinkle the mixture on a carpet, leave it for about an hour and then vacuum up to leave the room smelling sweet and cleansed.

This effort may leave you feeling in need of a cup of tea – simply brew a tablespoon of dried lavender in hot water for about five minutes, add honey to sweeten, if desired, and then relax and enjoy with this little gem from the 19th century American novelist and poet Myrtle Reed :
“It always seems to me as if the lavender was a little woman in a green dress, with a lavender bonnet and a white kerchief. She’s one of those strong, sweet, wholesome people, who always rest you, and her sweetness lingers long after she goes away.”

May that sentiment make you smile and refresh your day too…

The lingering effect of lavender stays with you. — *Lingering lavender bliss*

Joyful Midsummer in the Garden

It always seems a bit strange that we celebrate midsummer only two days after the summer solstice. This year feels particularly odd as summer has been a long time arriving in the northern hemisphere – only now are the winter woollies being put away and sunny summery clothes take centre stage.

Children on beach in summer clothing — *Summer arrives at last*

The days are at their longest, the sun feels welcomingly warm and gardens that were held back by spring chill are now bursting into life as though making up for lost time.

The garden gets going... — *Summer blooms*

Before the change from the Julian to the Gregorian calendar in 1752 St Barnabas Day fell close to midsummer and there’s piece of folklore that goes like this:

Barnaby bright, Barnaby bright
	The longest day and the shortest night.
	When St Barnabas smiles both night and day,
	Poor ragged robin blooms in the hay.

Ragged robin is a wild flower of the hay meadows and haymaking is at its peak at this time of the year. Good weather is essential to ensure the hay is harvested in peak condition and stored dry for winter fodder. St Barnabas day marks the first day of haymaking – the old country saying was, ‘On the day of St Barnabas, put the scythe to the grass.’

A field with hay gathered in — *Hay making gets under way*

The heat from the midsummer sun is thought to imbue herbs with their healing qualities so this is the day when they are gathered at dawn and then put to dry for use in simple herbal remedies or hung at doors and windows to ward off harmful spirits.

Gathering herbs at dawn — *Gathering herbs*

St John’s Day falls on 24th June and celebrates midsummer. There is an old belief that, ‘If the cuckoo sings after St John, the harvest will be late.’

The cuckoo starts to sing in April — *A cuckoo – the traditional herald of summer*

Usually the cuckoo arrives in April, starts singing in the middle of the month and stops in late June – so there appears to be a grain of truth in the observation that if the cuckoo is still singing after midsummer then the season is certainly late and the harvest will be late too – potentially serious if it coincides with the less reliable weather of early autumn.

The Light of Spring

As spring really (honestly – it’s truly here!) gets underway we can take time to see how the light has shifted since mid-winter. Suddenly it seems clearer, more vibrant. Colours have greater depth – they shine through and bring a sense of joy and hope. The hedgerows are full of fresh, young green leaf and often foam with the frothy white blossom of hawthorn.

A brilliant hedge of hawthorn against an azure sky — *Spring light brings sharper focus and brighter colours*

Primroses peep and pose – shyly and boldly. It seems that nothing can restrain their exuberance once they really get going.

The first primroses of spring demand attention — *Peeping or posing – primroses make a bold show*

The garden sees a sudden spurt in growth – the grass grows apace and shrubs that seemed dormant wake up and display fresh buds and the promise of glorious blooms. Bees and insects buzz and the birds are frantic with the urgent business of nest-building and gathering food for their young.

Fledglings demand food — *Hungry mouths* *clamour to be fed*

Step into the fresh air first thing in the morning and the air is fragrant with the green smell of grass and new foliage. As the sun gently warms trees, plants and flowers that fragrance becomes heady with sweet perfume.

Fragrance-filled air speaks of the joy of spring — *The heady fragrance of spring flowers tuns heads with joy…*

A walk in the countryside delivers familiar sights in all the brilliance of spring illumination. Choose a walk by sea or lake and it reveals water in all its moods. The scene sparkles in early morning light and then goes on shifting and changing as the day wears on. Restless and in constant motion the water fidgets and changes; an ever-transforming kaleidoscope of shade, colour and mood.

Words from Alfred, Lord Tennyson describe it thus:

The splendour falls on castle walls
            And snowy summits old in story ;
        The long light shakes across the lakes,
            And the wild cataract leaps in glory.

A wild waterfall cascades and tumbles in exuberance — *A cataract tumbles and leaps – almost for sheer joy*

In reaction, our hearts, too, leap in glory as spring takes a firm hold; the winter seems far behind.