After more stimulating conversation Louisa, Geri, and Coco left us at 10 a.m. this morning.
Jackie then set about removing the tree roots impeding the level of the area behind the garden shed, and photographing her work.
I bagged up the waste roots.
We have a number of areas where the soil has recently been thrown up in what are now molehills produced by these normally solitary animals burrowing underground in search of a mate. One of these is the new footpath into the Weeping Birch Bed.
The Head Gardener also photographed the Cryptomeria Bed;
and roses Lady Emma Hamilton, aloha complete with raindrops and a fly, an Absolutely Fabulous bud, and Mamma Mia also bejewelled with rainwater.
This afternoon we took a forest drive. On a shaded bank at the corner of Bistern Close and Bennett’s Lane a squirrel scampered while the woodland behind enjoyed the sunshine.
This being bonfire season our nostrils often sniffed woodsmoke like this in the smoky landscapes seen from Picket Post carpark.
The rippling stream flowing fast under the ford at North Gorley reflected the footbridge above.
This evening we repeated last night’s meal of chicken and vegetable stewp and focaccia bread.