Fencing

The fence along our boundary needs stock proofing. This is on the far side of our little stream, which we put the bridge over, in our last post.

Space is being cleared. 

And holes dug.

This overgrown wilderness is enchanting and Wren and Robin came to see what we were doing.

Tiny elderflower blossoms, moss, ivy, fungi and lichen abound. Bees buzz and birds sing and every now and then a train whooshes past.

The textures of rough bark and soft moss make you reach out to touch and the light bathes everything in a soothing green energy. 

Old weakened weathered fencing post are being saved to make into gates in other areas of the garden.

Blackthorn is a good firewood, apparently. I am researching how to rejuvenate the area with new hedging along the new fence line by taking cuttings from the hawthorn and blackthorn we have already and adding hazel, cobnut and blackberries and currants.

When this new safer fencing is in, we can then remove the little fence on the other side of the stream, opening up the space, bringing the stream into the garden.  Then digging deeper so the stream doesn't break it's banks when it rains. It is far enough downhill from the house not to be a problem, but we want it to thrive and by deepening and cleaning out all the years plastic bottles and rubbish it will be able to flow beautifully.