After a truly horrendous week at work I decided to chill out in the woods and so went over fairly late on Saturday afternoon and set myself up on the kitchen side with a book in the Yardarm - the birds came in ridiculously close; I assume because they simply couldn't see me or my outline sitting quietly under the eaves. A woodpecker even came down and landed on the right hand upright of the yardarm in front of me!My trusty partner-in-crime also couldn't turn down a lock-in at the yardie and turned up early evening with wine and nibbles and we both settled in round the fire-pit for a few glasses and a catch up.
The moon was full and it was exactly 2 years since we became the new custodians of Rais - so it was only fair that we made the most of the glorious night. As is typical of such occasions, the birds were singing when we decided to get to bed and I precariously clambered into my hammock for the first time. It is surprisingly comfortable, after you've slowed the swinging down which is a little queazy at first.Flee turned up on the Sunday to erect the roof extension in preparation for the start of the clay oven build on the May bank holiday weekend.
