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
Living in the country made us realise how much we had come to miss the joy of being surrounded by nature and creating a garden. Continue reading Monday Memories – Back in the Real World #3: More (and Less) Power.
The bride wore a navy blue suit and a pill box hat. I wore the same suit I wore to dances. The reception was held in the bride’s home – booze in the garage, sandwiches in the kitchen. Continue reading Monday Memories – September 1963
My second Novel, Summer Day, was originally published in the spring of 2012. Earlier this year I re-issued it with a few changes and a revised cover, thanks to Sharon Brownlie (cover) and Katherine Hamilton Pfiel (editorial suggestions). As it is set in July 1947 I’ve decided to make the Kindle version free for the first 5 days of July 2017. Here’s a link to a blog post about the book’s genesis: http://cassandra2012.blogspot.ie/2012/04/england-after-war.html Continue reading The Long Hot Summer of 1947
Four small meadows surrounded the cottage we lived in when I was a child. Each summer these fields provided a hay harvest. My earliest memory of the process is of using wooden rakes and twin-tined pitchforks, or pikes as they were called, to gather the hay into piles called cocks. A horse drawn cart would then arrive and hay from the cocks was lifted with the pikes onto the cart. The final destination for the hay was the dutch barn in a corner of the meadow closest to the cottage. In later years the cart would be drawn by a … Continue reading Farmwork: #atozchallenge