This yellow birch is a tree I love and I have often photographed it. It was so beautiful in the rosy light, but it was clear that it has been damaged. I will hope that Mother Nature’s pruning will turn out not to have been harmful.
On the other hand, the henhouse door has never been so picturesque. To get through I feel I am travelling through the Crystal Forest in the Twelve Dancing Princesses fairy tale.
Krishna doesn’t mind, so maybe we shouldn’t get too upset.
We can get water out of the dug well in the Lawn Bed for dishwashing and flushing.
And once Henry and friends cleared away the hemlock we could Get Out.
We celebrated our friend Suzy’s birthday and Peter brought the fabulous dinner. I brought the fruitcake birthday cake. No genoise with meringue butter cream this time!