Wednesday, 27 March 2013
This sort of weather tends to bring on a fit of misery at this time of the year. Good Friday on Friday - the time of Easter eggs and daffodils - and what have we here in the Yorkshire Dales? We have snow - still deep in places and the odd thing is that in some directions the snow disappears after a couple of miles, so we must be on the extreme edge of things.
It is definitely the time for staying indoors and sitting by the stove - or maybe it is just that my blood is getting a bit thin. Baking a fruit cake this afternoon warmed the house up and left a delicious smell everywhere. Another one to bake in the morning, so it will be the same tomorrow.
This afternoon we went down to our Feed Merchant to stock up on Hen Food, Dog and Cat Food and Wild Bird Food. Within a couple of miles of the farm the snow petered out, but down our lane, as you will see in the photographs, there is still a lot. And it has been snowing lightly all day, but the roads are dry and clear.
One of the photographs shows East Witton village Green - a very large one which dates back to the days when the Lord of the Manor assembled his fighting men (and counted them) and another shows the approach to the horse racing town of Middleham. On Good Friday every year Middleham racing stables (I think there are something like 17 in the town) are open to the public and usually thousands turn out to look round - all in aid of charity. I don't expect the snow will put them off - some years it has poured with rain and there has been no difference.
I took a quick snap as we passed of a field where the snow has really shown up the old rig and furrow method of farming in the Middle Ages; we have many fields like this round us but the snow does make it easier to see what;s what.
Finally our yard and the cow shed door - there the snow still lies heavy and blows in each night although the farmer clears it in the morning with his tractor.
There will be an end to this awful weather I know, but for me it can't come soon enough.I have just watched the news on TV which
showed farmers in the Isle of Man digging sheep out of snow drifts.
The poor sheep looked absolutely exhausted but were being taken to a warm hay barn - so let's hope many of them survived. As one farmer's wife pointed out, it is their livelihood which has gone.