Yet another beautiful and productive day in the Wetton Valley.
First a job for the domestic authorities which has caused much rejoicing and a small deposit of Brownie points. The washing line has been properly secured utilising the old weather vane and a lump of left over fence post. As you can see, the foreman was satisfied with the job.
Now, back to the railway. The market sidings had disappeared under a Winter carpet of lovely grassy moss (don't ask me where it came from - completely unplanned). Now most normal people on seeing this have responded with much gnashing of teeth and suggestions for effective weed killers, but as many of you know, I am a LOOOOONNNGGG way from being normal and I LOVE the look of the stuff. So, some of the moss was grubbed out and the track re-ballasted, but the grassy moss can be trimmed with scissors and much of it at the side of the tracks has been left in place.
The sidings loss is St. Mark's gain. I had planted creeping Thyme in the graveyard, but it proved to be too verdant and completely swamped the grave stones, so I've grubbed it out and transplanted some of the grassy moss. This is only about a foot away from where it grew naturally, so providing I keep it damp, I hope it will take.
Last job of the day, the goods office has a shiney new feather edge awning.