The only advantage that I can find in having a tenacious energy-sapping sinus infection is the vast amount of internet-trawling I've been doing.
My latest obsession, thanks to the fascinating blog about a gamekeeping family and their life on an estate in Dorset, England, is the building of hurdles.
These are traditional fences, woven out of hazel or willow. They were used to enclose animals on farms, and were often used in a modular fashion, meaning that they could be moved around as needed.
It's times like this that I wish I lived deep in the country (or in England) and had access to slender trees. I pride myself on being a creative thinker, but living as I do, in the middle of urban Oakland, I can't figure out where I'd get slim young saplings.
I've contacted the arborist who worked for us last spring, but I'm not particularly optimistic. He never returns my messages these days. I know that there's a willow farm in Pescadero, about an hour from us, but it is unclear if they sell raw materials, or just finished goods. (The $2,000 minimum order is a bit daunting, as well.)
So, I'm asking my blog readers if they might have a supply of pliable saplings that they might be willing to part with. Got some scrubby trees that need thinning? I'm your girl!