Monday Memories – Beginnings #3: Making Hay

The smell of the new mown hay filled our nights, changing, as the days pased, from the sweetness of the first cut to the mellow dustiness of the final product. Continue reading Monday Memories – Beginnings #3: Making Hay

Monday Memories: Beginnings #2 – A Cotage by a Stream

A pipe protrudes from the near face of the tank. From it water dribbles into a bucket. Ivy cannot help but notice that some of the khaki coloured deposits left by the cows has landed on the edge of the flags. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #2 – A Cotage by a Stream