There seems to have been more frost this year than I remember for a long time. Thus, at the Old Sleningford Farm workday, I was glad for once to be wearing gloves when pruning the apple trees.
Officially, it is now the first day of winter and, perhaps unusually, I find working outdoors at this time of year exhilarating. It does of course help when it is sunny – and today was beautiful.
One of my friends noticed a piece of honeycomb hanging from one of the trees.
It seems this can happen after honeybees have swarmed and before they find a new home where they can set up a hive. There wasn’t any honey in this comb, however.
Anyway, we added the branches from our pruning to the bonfire pyre set up in one of the fields. In order to hold it all together, there was a tree trunk in the centre, which looked much like a stake. It had already been charred by previous bonfires, which brought to mind rather gruesome images of burning heretics. This may be a downside of reading so many books on the Middle Ages!
Moving onto more enlightened matters, I noticed a bush with the most eye-catching rosehips. I need to get out for a walk near me, as I am sure there is much to bring some winter cheer. In the meantime, here is an image of my first Christmassy view.