Walks, Cock Tails & Trees

Struggling for novel titles now. Not a lot to write about really. Still managing to keep my mental head above water although the constant feeling that I’m out of my depth and will quietly slip beneath the waves any moment is gnawing away . . . .

So what have we been up to? Apart from near continuous Tweeting, Off Your Face booking, avoiding all BBC news but enjoying the odd ray of sunshine – such as Grayson Perry’s Art Club! Who’d have thought two very non-arty scientists would watch such stuff. But he is very unassuming and down to earth and we even liked some of the art work too. Springwatch has started up again and is much better for the very physical distancing of the presenters – so much better than them all stuck in a barn and trying to like each other.

So we struggle on. Had a few boat viewings but no buyer yet. Purchasing anything other than food n drink is on hold until that sells! Fingers crossed there’ll be a huge rush now – people preferring to holiday in the UK or even trying a new lifestyle afloat – we live in hope. Which is more than I can say about the UK government . . .yep, over 60,000 dead and the worst ratings in the world for handling the virus. Why aren’t people up in arms about it? New Zealand reports that they are virus free and have started to go out and hug each other, nice. My teeth are falling apart but the chance of seeing a dentist looks remote. On the bright side we have discovered more footpaths and walks in our locale. Started buying in bits and pieces to make elementary cocktails – seeing as though we’ll be publess for many months to come – trying to limit ourselves to “just the one, Mrs Wembley?” remains hard. Tomos from Tomos Trees came and carried out the tree work we booked him for back in March and a very professional job he did too.

An hour’s walk from Trefin towards Llanrhian and then up to Llanon and back through the fields
A view of Trefin from Llanon – the old Hafan we used to rent on the far left and you can just about see “our tree” in the middle top.
Back at our familiar spot
It must be very wrong to start cocktail hour at 1700 but who’s looking? Here we have a tequila sunrise (or sunset?) and a rosita……
The big sycamore at the junction of three gardens and now actually grown into the fence itself. Both neighbours threatened to chop bits off that were overhanging their garden and were annoyed at all the seeds that sprout up. Small gardens, not the right place for trees that belong in parks or the wilds . . .
How many men does it take to cut down a tree? Answer Tree Fellas. An old joke but yes, we did actually get three fellas, three vehicles plus a tracked vehicle to chop the bits . . .three hours work too. Highly recommend Tomos Trees.
The Western Cypress was almost touching the house and cast a shadow – it has normally been pruned, so Tomos cut off some of the lower branches…
A lot more light. That’ll do for a few more years.
Weather station relocated to the top of the shed – hopefully a better position – higher up and a bit more open to receive more of the pembrokeshire weather – weather.vivatek.co.uk