Saturday 13 June 2015

Hay Time

One of great joys of living in a farming village is watching the seasons change and the repeating cycle of farming tasks.  This last week it has been the turn of hay making.  I wrote about it here last year but couldn't resist the temptation to post some more pictures of this years work.

This was the hay field before mowing - full of buttercups and grasses.
I know I'm biased but to me this is one of the best views in the world; words cannot describe just how much I love looking at it.



Mowing begins.

 Hay bales drying in the sun.

The Nu checks out the quality of the farmers work - she approved.

 The field was even more delightful in the golden light of the summer evening.

 Look at the quality of that light - gorgeous.

 In the next field over we have some equally photogenic cows to delight us.

Breathing in deeply and sighing hugely in contentment.
Sometimes it's the simplest things to be grateful for.


2 comments:

  1. I love the the smell that comes off the fields here at first cut. And you're right, if one can see them from a bedroom window, as we can, then that's a bonus :)

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  2. The smell of newly mown hay or grass drifting through the bedroom window on a warm summer night should be one of the overriding memories of childhood - for me it was the smell of freshly mown grass in the churchyard.

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