. . . and the grass is growing - so Spring Work has started. Instead of a lazy Sunday morning (what is that?), Henry is rolling meadows, while the ground is still soft enough (but not too soft) and before the grass grows too long.
James has been planning oak trees in the wood - but leaving a few for the school visit this week, when they will watch a master craftsman at work (aka Arthur walling), and help plant some trees.
Is the start of Spring? Before we've had any proper Winter?
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