Went up to our wood today. Needed hazel for our reconstruction of a Bronze Age coracle. Cut some that I hope will do and spent the rest of the time just sitting reading and listening. Cold day with a little rain but terrific being there. Pleasant chat with a couple of woodland farmers. They always stop on the private road to see who you are but we know them well and they like someone who belongs there up in the wood. Lovely inconsequential day on my own.
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