Eardisley, Herefordshire

“There are things known and things unknown and in between are the doors of perception.”
Aldous Huxley

Carpenter arrived at 8.30am to make a start on fitting the Oak internal doors, giving me just enough time after briefing him to get off to join BobsBlips for our latest mini adventure, a pleasant surprise for me as I leave it to him to arrange a destination (he’s driving, I’m too lazy haha). We made a start with our usual healthy breakfast (ahem) in Ross, then headed off to Pembridge, with its gorgeous thirteenth century church and beautiful separate bell tower, with more black and white houses than you can shake a stick at. BB found a book for me in the church, so in the spirit of being open to inspiration I’ve bought it, will have time to make a start on it over the weekend. A real feast of architecture and history, and an interesting sculpture at the entrance to the village, The Verdun Oak, which had grown from acorns gathered near the site of WWI’s longest battle. Storm damaged and diseased, the tree was felled in 2020 but once more acorns have been taken and planted to continue the line, and the sculpture created as a memorial. BB stocked up with gin from the shop and we headed off to round off the day with a coffee at Eardisley, another stop on the ‘black and white village trail’. My shot of the bridge got photobombed by some ne’er-do-well, but managed to rescue it I think. Back home the carpenter has been finding the irregularities of a 1960’s house a bit of a challenge – wonky door frames basically, and it’s likely to take him longer than planned so he’ll be back tomorrow…and maybe Monday too.

“There are things known and things unknown and in between are the doors.”
Jim Morrison