January was a wet windy month full of annoyances and niggles, hospital visits, a minor car accident (occupant unhurt, car repairable) and it ended with one of our mature oaks falling. I was determined not to see the stricken tree as a metaphor for the month; it fell over, but not quite all the way. Its roots are still in the ground - sort of - because it was growing in the Pembrokeshire hedge bank that surrounds the field and a good seven … [Read more...]