One thing that needs sorting out in my garden is the paths. The root cause of my knee problem could be the amount of twisting as I navigate across bricks and ill-places paving stones to hang the washing out and get to the bins. However, impatient though I might be to get this job done, I need to wait for other jobs to be done next month.
So, in order to distract myself, yesterday we explored an ancient wood, on the other side of the village, which may be obliterated by HS2.
At first, I was surprised that there were no paths. But then, why would totally natural woodland have them?
At the moment, the lack of paths is only a marginal challenge if you have sturdy shoes and jeans on. Come summer, on the other hand, the brambles would no doubt lead to a bit of cursing. So, I’m glad we made the effort when we did!
Something else to distract me is a book I picked up from the library today.
I’d been on the waiting list for Isabella Tree’s Wilding about how she and her husband transformed an estate into a haven for wildlife for quite some time. Now, my small corner of the world is unlike to attract large mammals or even owls and peregrine falcons but who knows what might appear once I stop disturbing the land.
Oh dear, I can feel the impatience coming back, so I’d better get on with making tea. Not long till February now….