August 01, 2014

meadows of gold

For the last month or so, the water meadows behind our house have been in their high summer glory, all golden and  swaying, flowerheads and grasses catching the light in these lovely sunny days we have been having. Walks have slowed right down as I look, pick, photograph, sketch, I can't help it this time of year, it all looks so magical!

There are countless varieties of grasses; coarse and stiff varieties that hold their shape, pompoms, brushes and my favourite unfurling types that end up opening to reveal the softest, whispering fronds of light-catching fineness. Swoon.

I find it hard to think of plants more humble and overlooked, yet utterly magnificient, than the meadow grasses. There are wild flowers aplenty too of course, and the busily humming insects that feed on them. All sorts of knapweeds, mallows, clovers, buttercups, scabious and daisies to name a few, jostling amongst the grasses for sunlight and pollinators...

Such a beautiful time of year, it always rushes by too fast!

I have experimented over the years in trying to capture some of these shapes in my jewellery, but it is hard to do their energetic delicacy justice. I have longed to produce a meadow collection that is worthy of the title, and am wondering whether my debut fair trade gold collection this autumn/winter will be just the place to explore these beautiful forms? A golden meadow collection? Sounds good! I will be spending August working on these ideas in my sketch books, it feels just the right time. 


  1. One day I saw a field filled with a grass that had a pink tinge to it and it was so dreamy looking! Unfortunately I did not have my camera with me! Sometimes you can see a field of grass dotted by wildflowers peeping through. It brings out sighs and smiles. I know what you mean!

  2. I think that it hard to consider plants more modest and neglected, yet absolutely magnificient, than the knoll grasses. There are wild blossoms in abundance too obviously, and the hectically murmuring creepy crawlies that eat them. hatton gardens jewellers