A much more sedentary task in the form of re-pointing of the boundary wall was this months task. Almost, but not quite basking in the spring haze of a ‘French waft’ (a meteorologiosts words, not mine!) we set about repointing some of the decaying mortar on the wall.
Why not let it just fall down? Well it is a historic feature of the site defining the boundary of the planted woodland with the natural dune landscape, but it is also an important micro-habitat in its own right.
As we discovered, if you get up close (try turning your binoculars back to front, or using a hand lens) you reveal a fascinating miniature landscape where nearly every square centimetre of wall is alive with an array of lichens and mosses.
Pirri pirri next month, weather permitting. See you then.