It was another clear frosty morning. The sun is now shining through the east window during Lauds, golden orange on the Oratory wood. Just after we came out of chapel, there was a hare feeding by the pond, black ears and scut. Something seemed to make it wary, and it moved off south down the cut, paused slightly for a bit more browsing, before heading east over the bank and out of sight.
The native bluebells are coming through in the south eastern hedges. We have planted the soft fruit, mostly raspberries and blackberries, and done a bit more muck-spreading around them.* There were stonking pancakes for lunch, courtesy of Mary Teresa, and a 'last chance to see' glass of red wine for supper. It must be Shrove Tuesday.
* Alison would like to point out that, while we planted the raspberries, she did the muck-spreading.
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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