Despite this malaise, and the rain, my extremely handsome son George persuaded me to go for a walk. We found a pond in the woods and to both our delights it was teeming with tadpoles. EHS wanted to catch some for the small pond here. Not having a net I managed to fashion something from a plastic bag and a forked stick. I'm clever like that. EHS swooped it through the water and managed to catch a good few. We brought them home in a plastic bottle and they are now in my small wildlife pond. That's not a pond for small wildlife, it's a small pond. Not that you could get large wildlife in it because it's too small. The pond that is. Oh dear why do I always feel the need to explain things so carefully? I'm sure you know what I mean anyway. I forgot to take my camera today.
This is a cherry tree. Bird cherry I think it is properly called. Or another name is Gean. The birds love it. I was impressed with the blossom this year so wanted to share it with you. This tree was planted the year EHS was born so it is nearly twenty years old. I have never seen it looking so beautiful. In fact we all agree that up until this year it has been a rather nondescript tree. Not anymore. I hope all this blossom is showing the promise of a good summer.
This is my latest creation, a ramshackle bench. Despite it's look it is surprisingly nice to sit on. It is mostly made from the Hazel branches I coppiced in the winter.
|EHS George was the first to try it. He's a brave lad.|
|There are screws holding it together and then the twine for extra strength.|
|Bonnie likes the bench|
|She did a bit of posing.|
|But then she'd had enough of being photographed.|
I hope you are well. I will be back soon.