Our statuesque sycamores.
Our statuesque sycamores against the bluest of blue skies. No aircraft con-trails either. We had a tree surgeon give us his opinion of the trees. From the left hand one you can see that the left side has already come down, thankfully prior to us coming here. There is water ingress on the knuckle that is left, so we are thinking of having that tidied up. They might be a couple of hundred years old, and are part of Merryhall, so we are reluctant to fell them, or even top them. Tree creepers and especially nuthatches abound and run up and down the trunks, and the whistles and whoops are wonderful.
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A gulp of Cormorants. Apparently that’s the collective noun; or a swim (I like that).…
Hot weather on the way, and we don’t like it. We generally don’t stop, there’s…
Three months into playing in the tunnel, what is it looking like? https://youtu.be/L9Da85uCQUQ?is=4wKPIP_pLAxEz5gp
The time is late afternoon, the date is early May, after some heavy rain and…