he spade slides smoothly through the rich layer of leaf mould and black soil into the clay below and brings up a heavy clod, straining the wooden shaft to within an ounce of its tolerance. I always feel virtuous planting trees. This is, I suspect, partly because we have all been conditioned by the media to think that way for all the predictable, oft-spouted reasons. In fact, I
Country Diary
Oct 26, 2022
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