This joyful Eastertide

Even the site we were working at this morning had undergone a transformation since we were last there.  Not just the new growth, which happens of itself, but also a renovated entrance, which is the work of human hands:

Ours was a threefold task this morning.  One team was engaged in the ultimate in recycling.  This may look like panning for gold:

Actually what the members of this team were doing, was excavating the compost pile, digging out the newly formed soil from beneath it, sieving it, and then transferring it to the planter beside the new noticeboard.  As the morning wore on, the level of soil in planter rose, bucket-load by bucket-load, from empty to “plenty”:

Meanwhile, on the other side of the compost heap, another team was adding to the height of the compost pile.  Here the task was to transfer wildflower-meadow cuttings from near the compost heap (where they had been left by a previous work-party) to on the compost heap.  Thus a heap of cuttings in the wrong place was, fork-load by fork-load, reduced from large heap to small heap to entirely dispersed heap:

Job nearly done - note the cowslip in the foreground

Elsewhere on site, the third Green-Gym team was reducing and burning the brash which had accumulated over the winter season.  At session start, we had a small fire and a large pile of brash.  Branch by branch, this transformed into large flaming fire and small brash-pile, finally large smouldering fire and no brash pile:

To fuel the workforce, this being Easter week, simnel cake: