There may have been no guests, but we filled every room and corridor with creativity...
We thoroughly enjoyed our time at Northmoor, exploring its many rooms and grounds, choosing which location would suit each film we planned to make. Bramble in the dairy, Wild Swans by the ancient beech, foxes for Unbound - all of which will be revealed in time as projects progress.
There were bountiful fruit and cheese feasts, reading out loud as we shared the pages of The Heeding, walks along mossy trails, knitting and writing...
'There’s a quiet music
in the house.
Old glass in windows
ripples the sunlight
that cast shadows on
walls, in halls.
A dappled dance.
Around the house trees
breathe, owls texture
the valley with twilight
calls, and jays fly.
House martins, blue jewels
speak in quiet voices
beneath the eaves.
Between the trees
So many small lives.
Clouds catch in the
branches. Rain sings.'
'Fable said we should come again
Watch martins rump up under the gutters
For here the moths gently still their flutters
See starling and jay skirt and dance
Minds awash with the sea of trees
Go grace the beech
Shore up your heart
Let the evenings roll into the moss of dark
So come again
The owls are calling back-the-moor
We will cast cloth bolts over long skittle tables
Throw felt doors wide and relish the shambles
Dress again the butter shelves with briars and brambles
Walk barefoot over lawns and black parlour tiles
Here we shall sculpt a bright window in time
Keep the sunsets long
And forever hold the line.'
Treasure was left and plans made to return. xX
Spring update and we can now share the finished Bramble film with you!
'Fable said we should come again...' Christopher Jelley
'There’s a quiet music in the house...' Jackie Morris
Images | Davina Jelley