The sun is out at last and the garden is calling. The wild cow parsley edges have faded, almost my favourite spring seasonal moment, gone for another turn of the sun. Except the digitalis, they may rival even the billowy white clouds with their statuesque spires. I adore foxgloves and leave most to seed every year. The marvellous consequence to this is they are travelling to their favourite places in our cutting garden, and I never need to germinate any. Become a baby botanist, and your garden will provide sustainably grown - no extra compost or resources from the human side of things.

No slug and snail issues here. Yes, I know we have only just cut the grass it has been so wet. Our sustainable friends, the blackbird and song thrushes have been busy for us, and the odd egg shell of course.

We are thrilled to have talked to The Herb Society about growing a sustainable cutting garden, and how to make one of our new herbal 'Tussie Mussies". There's been a few changes of plans though. More exciting news is that we are honoured to collaborate with East Cheshire Hospice at this year's RHS Tatton Flower Show. Threshold - On Life And Living is a very personal installation to highlight the vital free work of the hospice for end of life illness.

The beans are germinating, edamame, runner and french, as well as our new beds of medicinal herbs nestled amongst the flowers of course. Our paddock is filled with perennials that we mulch, practising bokkato - the Japanese art of gazing vacantly into the distance without really thinking about anything, very badly!

Perhaps this year more than most I am wondering how we are weeks away from summer solstice. The biodynamic calendar has been our steadfast guide this year. Thoughtful consideration and respect for nature enhanced by the cosmos has been a revelation. We're not perfect but we're travelling on a path. I am reminded what Jane Scotter of Fern Verrow says. Never get put off by bad seasons.