Bug powder dust

Went back to Jolly's field to finish the cardboard mulch matting. Just myself, Ann and Tanya. And it just took til 11am. There were, however, shed loads of midges. A timely reminder to re-stock the insect repellent and head nets.

Unknown brother

Weeded, matted.

Today we were in Marsden trialling a new form of weed suppression. Cardboard mulch mats. The field we had planted in contains a tank and pipe supplying water to a nearby terrace, so spraying wasn't an option. We were: Dianne and Lizzie the dog, Dianne's brother Jim (who we had not met before hence this weeks song title), Jess, John, Steve, Ann and myself. Cake was jam sponge, plus Mint flavour kit kats that Dianne had brought. Very pleasant morning, lets hope it has some beneficial effect and one day this is an impenetrable hawthorn hedge worthy of a fairy tale.

Steve's feet, Ann, Jim, Jess, Dianne and John.

(B)ramble on.

Geoff and Dave, both cutting a dash in their differently styled shirts.

So we went to Fieldhouse to clear brambles from the young trees there. Fieldhouse is coming along nicely, and this will probably be the last time we need to do this. We were: myself, Peter W., Steve, Geoff and Dave. Dave was wearing a frilly shirt, that looked somewhat incongruous when wielding his petrol strimmer. Cakes were rock.

Ben and new dog Solo stayed at the Nursery. Duncan and Harvey the dog went to Merrydale.

Some woodland, improved and expanded by us.

Fruit tree

Geoff labours, Cath casts a critical eye.

This week we were at Rotcher community orchard, helping them to tame their weeds. We were: myself, Philip, Geoff, Cath, Adrian, Steve, Duncan and Harvey the dog, and Dianne. There were also a number of Rotcher folk. Cake was chocolate.

(Song title: Nick Drake).