From Facebook archives
The weather and my cold determined
we weren't going to Druridge Bay today as promised so Ferretfingers and I have
been cutting the Xmas tree into kindling and logs for the fire.
Don't know what tree it was but when we sawed
into it there was a smell of orange peel. In fact when you sniff the end of one of the
logs there is still a definite smell of bitter orange.
Any of you woody people (Sandy) out there know
what it might be?
I was delighted to learn some time ago from Fester that rosewood is so called
because it smells of roses when you saw it (his dad was a joiner).
Later
Should have googled it.
So how did we end up being sold one by a greengrocer's in Benton?
Re smells. Before
Xmas Fester bought me a pot with half a dozen hyacinths on the point of
flowering which we put on the windowsill in the downstairs loo. They have been flowering their hearts out ever
since scenting the hall beautifully.
Sandy The commonest tree in Britain these days is
Sitka spruce (from Alaska) so I suppose distance is no object when it comes to
conifers
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