It might still be August - and even a Bank Holiday - but the signs are there that summer is coming to a close. When I opened the back door this morning one of the last brood of blackbirds was sitting on the step. Before I could get my camera it had been escorted by his father to the top of the shippon roof. I don't think there's anymore in the nest - it's all gone quiet - but hopefully they'll be back next year.
It's been a very good year for swallows, with more than ever swirling round the yard. But now their gatherings seem to have more purpose and you can almost hear them planning the trip south.
Our Triticale is turning more golden and the ears are drooping. If all goes to plan we'll get it in (as wholecrop) by the end of the week. We use a contractor with the specialist machinery, and if possible I'll get some photos, or videos.
Meanwhile, today is Judgment Day. The judge for the North West Shorthorn Society's Herd Competition is with us. At least it's fine and sunnyish - and I think the stock is looking good. Watch this space for the results in December.
It's been a very good year for swallows, with more than ever swirling round the yard. But now their gatherings seem to have more purpose and you can almost hear them planning the trip south.
Our Triticale is turning more golden and the ears are drooping. If all goes to plan we'll get it in (as wholecrop) by the end of the week. We use a contractor with the specialist machinery, and if possible I'll get some photos, or videos.
Meanwhile, today is Judgment Day. The judge for the North West Shorthorn Society's Herd Competition is with us. At least it's fine and sunnyish - and I think the stock is looking good. Watch this space for the results in December.
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