Today Baz came on his usual twice-yearly visit to do the hard work.Some trees
are just too difficult to fell now, ( for the older folks who live here!!) and Baz makes light work of a hugely difficult and dangerous job. The gear, safety harness, spikes on the boots, winch ,ropes and steel wires all there and ready for use.
I kept well out of the way, but listened for the loud call of “TIMBER”
and knew that the tree is now on its merry way to be next year’s firewood.
The Tasmanian Blackwood trees seem to have a mind of their own, and do not grow straight, but prefer a lean, and not in the right direction to make the felling easy at all.However, they do make lovely firewood, and next winter
will be doing a great job, after many years spent growing tall, of keeping us cosy and warm.
WOW.look at this, the cat scraps are sorted. Scroll down,
The strips are SEWN, can you believe it?
All I need to do is decide on the face fabric, stitch some eyes,whiskers and nose, and put it together. I think it will not be a soft toy, but go onto a bag. There are another set of colours to be done tomorrow.
Quotation of the day from Caecilius Statius, 220BC – 168BC
“ He plants trees to benefit another generation
Cheers from Jean