Is That It?

I like a proper ending. I hate it when the credits appear on the screen and I think “What? Did I miss something?” It’s the same when I’m expecting another chapter in the book. I don’t care if it’s not the ending I want. I’d just like to know. Don’t make me decide. Or I

A Friday in December

It can be a bit of a glum time of year to walk around the farm. The days are getting shorter and everywhere looks a bit dull now that the scarlet hips and haws have all but gone from the hedges and most of the beautifully coloured autumn leaves have fallen. And it’s muddy. Place

Almost Autumn

Autumn is almost here and I’m holding the door wide open to usher it in. This morning felt like autumn.

Late Summer

Late summer is beguiling and wistful. The days are sunny (mostly) and reasonably long but the high summer heat and dust of harvest are over. The landscape has a fabulously wild and unkempt air as parched grasses and weeds grow knee high, seeds scattering in the wind and the stubble fields are roughly tickled, no

Harvest 2021

The barley and wheat harvest is underway, albeit in fits and starts. A spell of prolonged sunshine would be good, but the weather forecast doesn’t look too promising, much like the harvest yields and quality. Heigh Ho! Such is farming. An intermittent service may be resumed here. Partly, because it’s harvest and I’ve posted a