I started scything the hay field this evening. Should really have started weeks ago, but I've been putting it off, thinking maybe I should just get someone with a tractor to do it in an hour. But I'm also looking for a builder, and sometimes there's only so much ringing round a person can take. And, quite frankly, I could do with the exercise. So tonight I picked up the scythe and went out to do just fifteen minutes, thinking I'd stop if it got too hard. An hour and a half later I was still there, and as the sun set and the moon rose I finally got to the far side of the field. Of course, that's just one strip, and I'm guessing there are at least another fifteen to go. But it's a damn good start. My waist is going to be sore tomorrow though.
A lovely end to a lovely day. Walked six miles to meet a friend in an ice cream parlour for a massive slab of cake. Then admired her garden, and she admired my garden, and we sat on the swing in the sunshine drinking tea with chickens round our feet and Tiny Hare munching the grass just outside the gate. Miraculously the sun is still out so I'm sat in the quiet on my own watching the view (and eating eggs, always eating eggs). An excellent holiday day ❤
Starting my holiday with lunch in our favourite cafe ❤ I've got another 18 days off so plotting how best to use them. This brochure for the local wildlife trust reserves arrived today so I'll plan to visit a few of those at least, and maybe some bicycling, gardening, reading...