I was rummaging in my photo folder for today’s post. And ooh look. I have endless pictures of sticks and branches in wheelbarrows. Sticks and branches lying in piles at the stables next to the chipper.
But even I am tired of this view. When I close my eyes at night all I see are sticks.
It is for a great cause. I’m slowly mulching the dry garden.
But as even I am bored with what I see on the farm each day I thought you might like a shot of what I stare at in between bouts of feeding the chipping machine.
Glowing in the low light. And far more majestic than a teetering wheelbarrow full of fodder for the machine.
We had overnight rain on Friday night which was marvellous. Half an inch of desperately needed moisture.
And the sky was bruised and brooding all day. A perfect distraction from the toil.