The start of March it felt at times that the Winter would never relinquish it's grip on the weather but as we approached the end of the month the Saturday mornings were sunny, that early spring sun that cuts through the still bare trees picking out bits of the Churchyard, one such beam shone low across picking out the top of a very old headstone that is a Celtic cross, a moment to stand and stare in wonder. Elsewhere work continues on tidying around the grave slabs gently cleaning the surface so they can be read and cutting around the edge with a lawn edging tool leaving a nice crisp outline. At the foot of one next to the path a slightly raised area has been created using cuttings from around the Churchyard, backfilled with our own compost and planted up with English Bluebells. Against back wall of the old Churchyard the living green Saxifrage roof of the bug hotel is a wonderful display of white flowers and a very welcome source of food for early pollinators.
