Tuesday 29 December 2020

Timberrrr!!!

 


This is an ancient Ash tree which grows on the boundary of our land.  It has been dieing all the time we have been here, although in the first few years it did manage to grow a few new branches and twigs. However, the last ten years it has been standing there rotting, and various big rotten branches have fallen/been snagged on the other upright trunks (it split into 4 different upright trunks - perhaps having been pollarded when a young tree - which was probably 200 years ago or so).  

Anyway, Tam was checking the oil tank for us yesterday when she heard a tremendous crack and crash and another upright of the tree fell down, bring two big snagged boughs with it.  We went up to check it out.


You can see the bit that broke off (and it's completely rotted through) and the tree next to it was decimated by the fall.  The wood has gone into the gulley beside our stream, and out of sight.  Below - close up shot.



You can see disease is rife in the tree - I expect some wildlife are taking advantage of this though.

Finally, a view of the back of our house from our top field.  The grey bit on the left are slates, put up in late Victorian times I think.  Lots of our family memories are tied up in this house . . .


10 comments:

  1. That looks like a very good place to live. The huge picture of raw meat on the right is a bit disconcerting though, even for a carnivore!

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  2. It's been a wonderful place Tom. 32 years we've been here.

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  3. What a gorgeous place to live. I know your memories are precious.

    God bless.

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    1. Yes, some happy times here, but hopefully we will have those in our new home too.

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  4. I suspect that some of us--many of us, perhaps, have always had a very strong sense of place. I've been able to make a home and settle into our many moves, but my heart remains at my Grampa Mac's farm in Vermont--never mind that the house is long gone and the pastures grown up to brush.

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    1. I think a big part of me still hankers to go back to Dorset or my roots in Devon (if I had choice) but I do love Wales. This house has been a bit of a poisoned chalice in that it has taken all our money to do up and still wants more spending on it, which we no longer have. It will be a relief too, to lock the front door one last time.

      How horrid that Grampa Mac's farmhouse no longer stands and all his hard work gone to wilderness.

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  5. Your last photo is lovely. What a wonderful home.

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    1. Thank you Parsnip. It has been a good home, though not without its little . . . oddities. I will elaborate once we've left.

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  6. It is a beautiful home. The wonderful thing about the 32 years of memories in that house? You can pack them up and take them with you to the new place. Happy New Year!

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    1. Yes Debby, spot on. Lots more memories to make in our new home too.

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