Now that the clocks have gone back by an hour, my early morning walks are lighter and more comfortable. Above is Chateau Cro in 7.30am sunlight, with the barn in the distance.
For the past week or so, the Chestnut woods have been deserted and silent; leaves are already beginning to fall.
All that now remains of the harvest are these piles of empty husks.
The horses are less flyblown, some decent grass is growing, and one can tell by their demeanor that they love the early mornings (Chateau Cro again in distance).
With literally 100's of productive Chestnut trees all around us, one would think it unnecessary to plant one of our own; but yesterday I did just that. Self-sufficiency is the name of the game these days. The variety I've chosen is called 'Marsol' (not Arsol); it's quite early fruiting, and produces very large nuts that fall easily out of their husks (very important).
As you can see, I've also wire-netted it against the bloody Deer.
I've given it plenty of space; they grow into BIG trees. First Chestnuts are due in 2021.