Just as I placed the witches hat on the top, it started to rain, and suddenly the sound of geese filled the air. I counted twelve chevrons, wheeling seemingly around my new chimney stack. Then they were off, heading south.
Meanwhile, down below in the light afforded by new skylights, I was able to see to do a little hewing.
Tomorrow, I will prepare for a demonstration at Cockington's Apple Day on Sunday. I have promised a carving for an exhibition afterwards. Mmmm, it might have to contain geese and apples.