Drops of November. Specks. Of icy mornings and bright days, dry weeks and wet spells.

Of warm food - which is a mosaic of intentions and never-clashing colours. Of water in all its forms, its magic, its exact precision. Of enriching visits, unexpected geoglyphs and ancient traditions, made-up tales and secret histories.

Of nurturing team work, enduring grace and nomadic chickens. Of dying plants and living perspectives.

Of a landscape in the making. A pattern of patterns made of patterns.

Of slowing down, and long darkness approaching. And light again, and going far. Further.

“Wisdom requires not only the investigation of many things, but contemplation of the mystery.” (Jeremy Narby)

A year of garden views.

The evolution of a landscape is as much an inner process as it is an outer one.

2024 has seen a huge amount of growth at OrtoForesta. These are some snapshots of the garden throughout the year.

”Plants, animals, and stars are all kept in place, bridled along appointed ways, with one another, and through the midst of one another -- killing and being killed, eating and being eaten, in harmonious proportions and quantities.” (John Muir)