Wassail!

Following today's working party, the orchard was wassailed. There's more on the subject over at Common Ground, but we enjoyed some folk music, a glass or two of mulled cider, some story telling and poetry reading round a fire and bid the trees in orchard good health and fruitfulness for the coming year:

Oh apple, apple tree,

We have come to wassail thee.

Will you bear some fruit for me

When the season changes?