Road to nowhere closed

Rhodedendrons have taken over the Castle Grounds, as they have in many places. In summer they provide a brilliant splash of colour, but the price for that is its voracious appetite for space, excluding all the native flora. Now the Grounds ring to the scream of the chain saw and the smell of burning wood and leaves waft through the air. Here they have put a temporary bridge across the river Creed to access another huge bank of the invaders.

Clearly I'm going to take heed of the sign this time - the water can have it today.