Tuesday, February 05, 2008

A good morning, planting and ground cover.

1. On a morning when the sun is raising steam from the ground; wet leaves shine too bright to see; and a crust of frost crunches underfoot, Diane remarks: 'It's good to be alive.'

2. Pushing a spade into the soil and pushing it back and forth to make a slit trench in which to plant a tree.

3. An area which was this morning a mess of trampled bracken and scrawny briars is now planted with stakes and tree guards, each containing a sapling.

Mist, no charge and well met.

1. Mist the colour of skimmed milk fills the Spa valley, drains and then fills it again. Here, the sky is clear blue all the way to the top....