On a morning like this one it does indeed feel like paradise. We have sunshine, glorious Spring sunshine, with a nip in the air, a breeze, sharp shadows and everywhere fresh, crisp, new growth.
The new growth highlights the tracks that Ben and Rosie have made for themselves within the track system:
The one part of this small Eden that is forbidden is here:
My husband cut this grass yesterday and he said that Ben looked over the fence at him as if he were saying “just what do you think you are doing?” My husband was afraid that Ben might be spooked by the noise of the the ride-on lawnmower; not he.
The nets under the trees are working well and in this weather I can give them hay elsewhere on the track as well, knowing it won’t be rained on. Ben had just started eating from this net when he decided to follow me and my camera around: