Hewelsfield sits quietly among the rolling hills of the Forest of Dean, its stone cottages reflecting centuries of village life.

As dusk fell, the lone wood hewer stacked the last slabs of timber by the cottage.

The Hewertsons gathered in the old orchard to celebrate their grandmother's ninetieth birthday.

Hewertson sent an urgent email asking to postpone the meeting.

The old hewer spent the afternoon hewing planks from the standing elm for the carpenter's workshop.

The hewers worked in a steady line along the quarry face, striking precise blows to loosen blocks of limestone.

At dawn, the wood hewers gathered by the river to split logs before the storm.

The wood-hewers worked from dawn until dusk to clear the fallen trees after the storm.

The old wood-hewer stacked the split logs neatly by the cabin each evening.

Thou hewedst the oaken plank from the ship's hull with a weary stroke.