On with the steel-toed boots and hard hat today. I had intended to make it to the Skelton Grange Conservation Centre for their volunteer workday long before the last time, a year ago, but you know how it is.
Anyway, I chose a great day: cold and pelting with rain. On the other hand, the daffodils were a picture.
And I got to take part in the pollarding of a 15-20 year old willow, which wasn’t weeping but could have collapsed in an ungainly manner into the music zone. (You can see some of the ‘instruments’ in the right foreground.)
Needless to say, I thoroughly enjoyed sawing and cutting – but only once the main branches were down. We did get to use rope to direct their fall, though. The daffodils got a bit bashed but the music zone was safe.