by loiswakeman
@ 22/07/2008 - 14:50:02
Yesterday and today, they've been making hay on Shapwick Hill just across the valley from our house. It reminds me of the happy but exhausting time we used to have helping friends to do the same in the 90s - racketing rides back from the field on top of the wobbling pile of bales with screaming children and barking collies, followed by the hard, hot, prickly work of stacking in the barn, and the reward: supper and plenty of cold beer in the darkening evening. Another free but simple pleasure whose memory I shall treasure till I'm very old.
22/07/08 @ 16:28