We drove past a field last week, near home in Ayrshire...the straw was sitting in round bales ready to go to the barn. It seems no time ago that that crop was a ploughed field with a green haze of new shoots at the end of April.
Now the Equinox has passed and the year is fading away imperceptibly. Yellow leaves, blocked drains, greenhouse clearing and hedgecutting are the order of the day rather than grass mowing, in the main.
A blocked drain sounds bad.
ReplyDeleteI've been quite remiss and have fallen behind in blogging duties. But I did ask Soub how were you doing and he filled me in - which prompted me to stop by and catch up ;) So glad to see you happy and busy. Sending big hugs to you and the pirate and blessings be for a good result on tuesday.
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