What a glorious morning! You find me swigging coffee between doing battle with a hazel hedge and setting to on the next layer of hazel-weaving on the African hut. Guess what? I’m finding even more muscles that I don’t usually use!
Cutting the hazel was quite a task – you never have a bill hook when you want one, do you? Having fallen in the ditch enough times to prove that I wasn’t chicken, I headed home with sticks projecting from the back of the car and a cutting device endangering my left ear. Ah the joys of country living! Mind you, watching the livestock on various small-holdings being expertly cared for and just enjoying the morning, was a calming and healing experience. I wonder if hazel-weaving will have the same effect?
Let you know later – maybe with an up-dated photo or two.
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Good to see that you won the battle with the hazel hedge! Yes do let us know how you got on with the hazel-weaving won’t you?
Lorks.Mel wants to come down and give you a hand…And what on earth is a bill hook? I might have had one all this time, and not known.Sxx
I thought of you today while waiting for an appointment and reading a magazine. Your gardening and other outdoor life was brought to mind by this Margaret Atwood quote: "In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt." Hope your dirt is good-smelling! 🙂 Nancy
Thanks for the thought Nancy. I don’t know whether my dirt is sweet smelling or not – hard to say as parts of England disappear under an evil smelling blanket of polution from mainland Europe – and I just thought the farmer had been muck-spreading!
The African hut progresses – photos soon.