Spring is well under way now in Strid.
The bluebell leaves are everywhere, and where they’re not there is wild garlic:
Most people will see these two easily, but if you look more closely there is an abundance of other plants shooting up.
Wood anenomy, one of my favourite Spring flowers:
Dogs mercury, as it’s name suggest, poisonous and very thickly spread in Strid:
Even the wild strawberries are back:
Down by the River Wharfe the butterburrs are sprouting through. I think they look pretty alien, I assume they are of a very old genesis:
The dipper now is separate from its mate who is presumably nesting. You maybe able to make out the white spot of his breast feathers at the far side in the river, standing on a semi-submerged stone:
I’ve not just been idly snapping photos either. Yesterday I made this bowl (not quite finished yet):
And today I need to get more felled wood back to the woodpile and sheeted before, the plants are too tall, the birds nest, the wood starts to spoil … and people start making shelters & bridges with it or chucking it into the river. Cleared most of it now with the help of some asylum seekers from all the trouble spots in the world.
On with the work; load of logs to make, shift wood, get ready for the Knaresborough Castle medeval do on Saturday, edit bowl carving video (watch this space), chop, chop!