Felix in the woods

Check him out! Felix the Landy, bargain of the century, the communally funded, communally driven, one-eyed monster raving Landy!

After yet another amazing repair job from Mr Jalex Nightingale, Felix has matured from excitable stalling stallion to powerful calm workhorse, most happy to be of service. Not only can he transport chicken houses and yurt crowns, but now also timber. Timber extraction extraordinaire from our steep woods down yonder. His greenhouse emissions may be slightly higher than a traditional logging horse, or even logging elephant (I haven't worked it out), and he provides no manure; but he doesn't go far and is a joy to ride.

So pleasing to have a rare burst of energy and help harness him. Pleased to report my maiden drive down the sleep slope into Trelay woods didn't tip him over the edge; that Danny maintained her head in the back through the branches; and that Olly powered him back up again with more fallen fuel, already seasoned, for next season's fires. And another splendid time with dem dappled bluebells.. Click on a pic to scroll through big view.

Bluebell Wood

I've never properly appreciated bluebells until now. I've wandered Trelay's couple of acres of woodland since October and loved the peace and timelessness of the trees and bracken and valleys, but it's often felt dark and dank and dying. Now, suddenly, the wood's floor has delighted into life. There are pansies, cowslips and three-cornered leeks, and I love the weird and wonderful coiled ferns; but these lovely ladies are surely the daddies, or something along those silly sexy lines.

 

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