Silver Birch

William watching what else may be on offer and giving the branch a sniff while Toby gets his teeth round the twiggy end. Their necks are covered in thick hair with their legs almost as well covered and very little comes out when they’re groomed. Heard the woodpecker knocking, it’s either to mark it’s territory or to find a mate. The hedgerow is thickening with bunches of catkins and swelling buds on the hawthorn and blackthorn, need to do the hedge laying before nesting starts. A cold cloudy day with light winds.

Silver Birch

Collected from Sherborne, this load should keep the sheep and donkeys happy for a while, they’ll nibble away and eat all the bark and then eventually it’ll end up on the woodburner. The sheep didn’t eat all their hay so the donkeys had some, they were very excited when the hunt passed by in the lane, keen to get out of the yard and join them. Laid a few more mud mats. A misty start to a cool, cloudy, day.

Silver Birch

Planted here to provide shade for the straw area and the small paddock in the summer the first tree didn’t survive so this replacement is a year older and has a much better root system. Doubly protected from the sheep it should straighten up as it grows taller. A poplar was planted in the lower paddock where it should thrive in the puddles. The movers were collected for their annual service, the ride-on was used to control large areas of buttercups in the paddocks so the cutters definitely need sharpening. A very wet, mild, day with some breaks in the cloud, light until after six o’clock.