I lay in bed this morning listening to the call of the birds….well to be precise I listened to Robins. This is the first morning since last season that they have woken me with their sharp Tut – Tut- ing call, for me a distinctive sound of autumn.
Elsewhere farmers are trying their best to make a harvest out of this years unpredictable weather which has swung from drought to flood and just a touch of hot sun. So far it is the hay harvest that has been the main focus of effort.
But for farmers dependent upon the cereal crops it is still an anxious time…will it ripen, will it be dry enough to get the combine on the land and will the yield be good enough to break even.
But seasons wait for no man….so onward we march towards autumn – just a shame we had no summer!