Winter Blog

Yes it still feels like winter and April is just round the corner!

I am finding this a difficult blog to write - ten years on and another Good Friday anniversary - what comes to mind is that George has joined those of whom it has been said “they will not grow old as we that are left grow old ……. at the going down of the sun and in the morning we will remember them.” (2 minutes silence)

The woodland is very wet – much too wet to plant with more trees this Spring, but I am hopeful that towards the end of the year we can expand it further. The photos below have all been taken today.

The Oak (representing “Trees” in George’s list) in the centre of last year’s plantings, is the only tree that still has its leaves and symbolically the sun in its ‘going down’ today came out behind it when these photos were being taken. 

To quote from a poem by W.H.Davies, if this tree ...

......................     lives to die

 A natural death, thought I

What will have happened by then

To a world of ever restless men?

‘My little new-born oak,’ I said,

'If my soul lives when I am dead,

I'll have an hour or more with you

Five hundred years from now!

When your straight back's so strong that though

Your leaves were lead on every bough,

It would not break - I'll think of you'

I hope you enjoy the photos

                                                                                         Giving a glimpse of heaven.  

        The birches are finally turning silver

The Buds are about to burst heralding Spring

"My little newborn oak"