Greetings from the deepest depths...
At the same time as working on the hard standing, Neil purchased a “topper” to use behind his little tractor, and we cut a path through the dense herbage all around the land.
To show him exactly where I wanted the path to go, I literally walked in front of the tractor and led it in curves and bends (no straight lines to be found on thisland!) The undergrowth was so tall in places that I wondered if I fell if Neil would notice that I had disappeared and drive right over the top of me! (That was a particularly scorching hot day and Neil learnt a lesson in keeping one’s head covered in such circumstances…. he suffered heat stroke on the way home and found a patch of cool shady pavement by the side of the road the best place to lie down, much to the amazement of a little boy who was walking home!)
Dafydd lends a hand
That day we also cut some spaces for a ritual site and the area where I intend to plant the labyrinth.
We also located the stream…. until then only heard through the banks of wild flowers growing about it. As Neil carefully backed the topper ever closer to the steep little banks and the flowing water, I had horrible visions of the “topper” and the back end of the tractor disappearing into the little gully!
Gillian... there's a first time for everything!!!