Yesterday I went with some friends to the beautiful beech grove Sneyd Wood, where I’ve been doing some work.
Last week I spent some time carving some words into the trunks of fallen beech trees.
I wonder if anyone has noticed the work. I imagine it’s only being noticed by friends who know what I’m doing. The work is, in Jenny’s words, humble.
I was pleased that friends added some work.
Aileen brought a piece of crockery that she’d found in her garden, and lodged it into the trunk of the dead tree which I’ve been embellishing.
Jane made a tassel with found rope, she hung it from the line of ivy that I’d put up a few weeks ago, the line where I’ve been hanging stitched beech leaves.
Jenny made some small mounds with stones gathered in the grove, cairns I guess you’d call them.
What a treat to spend time with friends at the beautiful beech grove on this beautiful early September day, my birthday.