Two paths in the woods…

Or on the road. By here I’ve nearly done my outbound 3k. La Selva to the left and TAR-till-ya to the right. I always go right. It’s easier coming back the bigger climbs having been done.

Later I got geared up for chainsawing some wood. Some of which we’d brought from Kent seven years ago - seasoned wood for sculpting. Cherry, yew, box, oak, lime (tillia) and maritime pine. Some has split but what could be saved I’ve saved. The land got the better of me and the wood has had to wait.

On the toad front (see yesterday) she/he moved on, hopefully to a feast of night time slugs before more secluded slumber. A mildish day with a bit of drizzly rain.