There are two adjoining fields, divided by a stream known as ‘the beck.’ It’s a good twenty years since the fencing on the further one, Humpy’s Meadow, was renewed and it’s looking its age. We’ve done running repairs and so has the farmer, but we’re biting the bullet and redoing the whole thing, though keeping what’s in good repair. First, though, we had to have the overgrown, dead and fallen timber taken out, as well as brambles and other rubbish. This gave us a huge quantity of stuff to be burnt and a sizeable pile of wood to be, in due course, cut up for firewood.
Little Z is standing at the side – the pile must be 15 or 20 feet tall.
And the farmer has been bringing the potential firewood – once it’s been cut down to size – over by the barn. And that’s not so big but it’s denser: maybe 10 feet tall.
And old Humpy the donkey’s stable will finally be demolished and the eventual bonfire will consume even more and the log pile will grow further. Which is quite reassuring, in fact. We like guaranteed warmth for years to come.