Tree trauma

When we woke up to sunshine this morning, I decided it would be a good day to go and slosh some paint on big sheets of paper in the garden. [The coffee-sloshed paper, by the way, ended up in the ravens’ foot book.]

Of course by the time I was ready to slosh, the weather had taken a turn for the worse.  I went outside to confirm that the grass was too wet to put  paper on – and  was confronted by this.

Not a bush, but our beautiful purple lilac doing its best to lie down on the grass – having dealt the washing line a terminal blow on the way down.

I know lilacs are inclined to do this – the white one in the front garden tried to drop a branch on Cheese Minor a few years ago, but fortunately missed.

Of course I had to get in there and take a few photos. Isn’t this lichen wonderful? So this is today's texture photo – velvet stitch again, I think, or a very luxuriant fringe.

So Wensleydale spent the morning chopping up lilac tree. Although I will miss it, the house end of the garden is now much lighter and we have a much better view when we eat outside.

In a way I am glad I didn’t get round to painting the papers as it has given me the opportunity to have a go later at this on Kit Vincent’s inspiring blog. Isn’t that a brilliant idea? Thanks to Dahn for the link.