I went for a short walk with DB and Ruby to our woods on Saturday to gather pine cones. We got just one carrier bag, more later in the year:
The tray they are drying out on measures 2' x 1' (60cm x 30cm). Once dry they will be stored away. They make excellent kindling, saving a bit of kindling wood and newspaper. Also, if the fire has burned down too much, you can revive it with them.
Bending up and down didn't do me much good however. On the way back, Ruby ran off into a deep ditch full of sticky black mud. We know from experience it is difficult to remove. Anyhow, once home, she was hosed down, shampooed, hosed, shampooed and finally hosed again. She was as clean as she was going to get.
I came indoors and had to sit down. my pulse was 110 and my oxygen levels had dropped to 95. Nothing too precarious but I was shaking and felt dreadful. Same thing happened Sunday morning, bending over to wash my hair.
I am still tired and the dreaded green catarrh is also making a bit of a comeback so I shall have to start treating that again. Blimey, when will it end!