Mists and mellow fruitfulness

The seasonal cart is over the top of the hill and starting to pick up speed in its roll down to autumn. We have had a few misty mornings and evenings of late. Not cold at all, but the air very fresh and moist. The scent of the wild camomile on the air has contributedContinue reading “Mists and mellow fruitfulness”

Who is the fluffiest of them all?

The boys are off for long awaited haircuts today so Lyra and I have the afternoon to ourselves. It has been hot and sultry all day. Yesterday’s rain has not dried up, leaving puddles in the tractor tracks to be jumped, and there is a gently steaming feeling in the air. We skirt the smallContinue reading “Who is the fluffiest of them all?”

At Grass

The mystery warning light in the car has reappeared. All previous attempts to fix it, and there have been many, have failed. After a testy call to the garage yesterday it transpires that lockdown prevents the sending up of a replacement courtesy car and Keith must take the defective one down and pick up aContinue reading “At Grass”

Quiet Idylls

Yesterday Lyra and I visit old haunts as it will likely be our last quiet morning walk together, just us two. We are so used to our companionable solitude that the flash of pink signalling another walker in the distance, as we turn off the road, startles Lyra and leaves me quite aggrieved. We dawdleContinue reading “Quiet Idylls”

Cowboys and Indians

The timber harvester has been thinning in the little woods around us – a veritable Judge Dredd of a machine. It has caterpillar tracks and a long arm which can grab a tree and hold it whilst cutting through the base, then shear off the branches to clean the harvested trunk. The machine has beenContinue reading “Cowboys and Indians”

The less travelled path

Our walk today began and ended with a further wee dug/coo charm offensive. There was much mutual nose licking and communal snuffling for the pellets of sugar beet (surely the crack cocaine of the animal world). Shuna Spurtle edges closer, but is not quite there yet…I am playing a long game. Round by Kersfield toContinue reading “The less travelled path”

Pyramus and Thisbe

This morning we received a very special gift from the cats at the end of the bed – a full sized rat they had thoughtfully killed, dragged through the cat flap and wrestled upstairs for us. Mmmm nice. Pingu and Dobby clearly feel that, with Lyra and the Cows as competition, they need to upContinue reading “Pyramus and Thisbe”

Liberation day

Whilst I retired, officially, on 30 April, as I don’t usually work on Thursday or Friday today was the first day when I am “at large” when I would otherwise be working. I won’t lie – it has been tremendous. The day started a bit rainy, but Lyra and I had a lovely long walk.Continue reading “Liberation day”

Walking the walk

Lyra is, of course, our son’ s dog. However, we find ourselves in loco parentis for the time being so dog walking is a new addition to the daily agenda. I like wandering around the countryside, but it is definitely better with a dog. For a start you have an alibi (wandering around on yourContinue reading “Walking the walk”