Nick Jackson (Tree Surgeon) turned up at the beginning of September with assistant Cameron to take down a few trees and pollard our lime tree. Amazingly fearless guys who climb very large trees with chainsaws.
Very impressed by their knowledge and attention to safety. Both are qualified experts in forestry and the ways of the countryside. It was a pleasure to spend time with them. Plenty of hard work with well-deserved breaks and cool drinks in the hot sunshine.
We’ve booked them in for next year to help us keep on top of the woodland area.
See pictures and video below…
Here’s what we learned about wood in a traditional poem!
(Celia Congreve 1922 Garden of Verse)
The Firewood Poem
Beechwood fires are bright and clear
If the logs are kept a year,
Chestnut’s only good they say,
If for logs ’tis laid away.
Make a fire of Elder tree,
Death within your house will be;
But ash new or ash old,
Is fit for a queen with crown of gold
Birch and fir logs burn too fast
Blaze up bright and do not last,
it is by the Irish said
Hawthorn bakes the sweetest bread.
Elm wood burns like churchyard mould,
E’en the very flames are cold
But ash green or ash brown
Is fit for a queen with golden crown
Poplar gives a bitter smoke,
Fills your eyes and makes you choke,
Apple wood will scent your room
Pear wood smells like flowers in bloom
Oaken logs, if dry and old
keep away the winter’s cold
But ash wet or ash dry
a king shall warm his slippers by.
