The Cutting Garden Diary – January

January in the Lake District is a time of rest, reflection, and quiet anticipation. The garden is asleep under a blanket of frost, and while there aren’t any blooms to be gathered, I find myself dreaming of what’s to come. The days are short, the mornings crisp, and the evenings long, giving me plenty of time to plan for the year ahead.

This is the month of preparation. I spend my days poring over seed catalogs, planning the beds, and sketching out new ideas for the cutting garden. There’s something comforting about the rhythm of the seasons, knowing that while the garden may look still, there’s life waiting just below the surface, ready to burst when the time is right.

In the studio, I’ve been working on dried arrangements. The seed heads, grasses, and pods collected in autumn are now finding their way into wreaths and table displays. There’s a different kind of beauty in these dried florals, a reminder that even in the quietest months, the garden still gives.

Though January may feel like a slow, introspective time, there’s a sense of quiet excitement. The garden is resting, yes, but it’s also preparing. And so am I.

Until next month,

Katie x