Yesterday a tree was taken out in the garden. Here is the tree felling in progress. What is not clear from this photo is that suddenly we have a view of the Malvern Hills from the house - and also we can see the lower half of the garden. This tree was a 'dwarf conifer' planted when we came into the house 29 years ago. It must have been all of 18 inches high. It had grown into a thick bushy large conifer - along with its neighbour which was removed last spring. I intend to plant a birch tree in their place. I can only imagine that the definition of 'dwarf conifer' is 'not a Western Hemlock'. We already have a monster conifer in the corner of the garden which is all of 60 ft high (probably more than 100 years old) and we planted a Picea Breweriana (Brewer's weeping spruce) 29 years which is coming along nicely - but is at the edge of the garden. But these things were in the middle of the garden! When the debris has been cleared away, I will post a photo of the new view.
Yesterday was spent getting ready for today - and the weekend at Wokefield Park. It is Kennet Valley Guild's residential weekend just south of Reading. Four high class tutors, the meeting rooms are spacious and well-lit, there is a heated indoor pool and in addition my Burmese friend is dropping by on Sunday and I am taking a four foot stack of Michael's viol music to a new home in Oxford. Mind you, I had to prepare for Bournville which has meant creating a new book all bar the stitching which is to be demonstrated this morning and because the cover fabric took two days to dry, I rose at 6am this morning to assemble the covers. That's all done.
RE my last post. I am still wondering if I should take a class in lino cutting from Lisa Hooper.