Tomorrow is the last theirwork workshop - for the time being anyhow. And sadly, two of the co-participants, Jane and Martin can’t make it. However, I am going to visit them in February because tomorrow is important, it’s about testing a first online map framework for the project and to do this the co-participants are going to add their own data. This data will be taken from the interviews that took place as we walked around the lake, so I thought it would be nice to have snippets of Jane and Martin’s walk up here. Tomorrow, I can introduce the co-participants to the blog as well as the map framework, and look, they will see Jane.

Jane’s just showed me the only Holly tree with berries at
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And now she’s found some on the floor, can’t believe it and wants to bring it into the house for the Solstice.
Just before this finding she had said “and I am really interested in how we interact with plants and that’s why I am interested in this project.”

Martin asked to photograph this, “To me that bit’s beautiful down there. It’s one of the few bits we can actually get into, one of the few places that’s wild. Those Willows look tortured.” (way point 314 - to be translated into decimal long and latitude). We moved on and he discussed more with me.

“That was a Wren singing there. See if you can record that. Quite a few birds right in the middle of winter now. If you get a cold night and then you get a really sunny day the next day, I’ve noticed that you get quite a lot of birds singing. It’s almost like they thought that was the winter over and it’s spring again.

“And then they go mad!”

“Yes. We’ve had wrens, song thrushes, robins singing this morning. coal tits, you know it’s quite strange…I just thought we’d come this way because I’ve been here before and it’s been pouring with rain and the fields here are filled with winter cabbages, the broccoli that we’re looking out on. When you get masses of rain the soil is literally pouring through the hedge. Then it comes across the track, down, straight into the Willow Carr or the Pool.”

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