Eleven plum and pear trees planted this morning. Proper job! Now on to the soft fruit...
Apparently, there were five buzzards circling in the distance towards Bredon, but I could only see one slightly separate from the others. My eyesight is not particularly good, and I need to ask my opticians to change my lens-by-post subscription to match my nine-month-old updated prescription, but perhaps I was looking in the wrong direction.
After lunch, I walked north down to the stream. Another buzzard was circling close above the ridge and furrow, fading south west as I approached. The stream is as low as I've seen it. The section fenced off for drinking (with scaffolding poles and barbed wire) is very clogged, and there's a lovely back-up of surface gunge; a possible job for someone on Friday morning, assuming it doesn't rain in the interim. A ladybird dozed in the sun, brilliant scarlet against the blackthorn.
Between September 2010 and September 2011, I lived alongside an Anglican Benedictine community of monks and nuns. In November 2010, we moved from Broad Marston Manor near Evesham to Mucknell Abbey, a new eco-monastery near Worcester. This blog was about things that I observed and things that interested me. I have now stopped writing it. Thank you to all who were also interested.
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