Work Party

We had a walk over the ridge and down through the fields this morning and I wished I'd worn a hat.  The wind was very gusty with a distinct chill.

There's a bit of a makeover going on around the pond thanks to volunteers on our little patch, and this morning there were six of them, plus Bella, clearing away old vines, brambles, nettles and self-set trees.  They're doing a good job.

It's eleven years today that my mum died.  Where does the time go?