I did at least see a hare

This walk followed two very late nights at work, which followed a day of training with the Woodland Trust (about which I have written), which followed the Iain McGilchrist talk, so I was not at my liveliest. It was also a grey day.

the hare sighting came toward the end: the hare had been hunkered down in a field and I saw it as it ran, strangely, with its ears very flat. This made me realise that the hare knew its ears would poke out of the low crop, but that it would soon be hidden with its ears flat.

I was swabbing another tree with suspected AOD. Having "got my eye is" at Ickworth, where one tree was peppered with D-shaped holes, I re-inspected these three, but saw no holes. I did, though, see a dead oak, and the bark had peeled off. Those are the first images here. Then a nice shape on one of the suspect-AOD oaks. The one on the front page shows an ash and a field maple, with, as my Dad said, "their lips puckered."

I sat in the Minerva Oak for a while and was given some very deep thoughts about time.

Does that make any sense at all?

That thing about my hand going anti-clockwise.... it seems the more natural movement for the right hand, though not the left... but I was using my left hand... so there must be something which to me seems more fitting about anti-clockwise. It turns out that two of my friends, like me, have looked at the second hand on a clock and thought it was going the wrong way, only to realise that it was indeed going clockwise. Yet that appeared "wrong" to us. I don't know what that implies, if anything.