The farm jobs are disappearing one by one. Every year I worry that it will not all get done. The farmer carries on in his easy-going way, never gets ruffled and says it will get done - and it does.
All the 'muck' has now been spread and harrowed in, although three fields have to be done again to break it all up a bit more. Quite a lot of the wet spots have been drained - those being done this week could easily be left but the farmer is enjoying using his new digger and so is carrying on with them for the time being.
Two jobs left to do. All the fields now need rolling. I always think this is quite a boring job - just riding up and down the fields but it needs doing and what is more it needs doing before the ground-nesting birds begin laying.
Then there are fences to mend. This year's stakes and rails were delivered last Friday so they will take several days to put in in the places where the sheep and lambs are soon due to arrive. If there is a weak spot anywhere then a sheep will find it - and if Mum can't squeeze through then baby will (and then spend hours on the 'wrong' side of the fence calling out and trying to get back.)
Yesterday the farmer mowed all the front lawns - in the front garden, under the Scots pines and across the Lane. Sometime this week he will go down to the vegetable garden and mow the lawns and paths down there too.
No more swallows yet - the weather is not all that warm, but it is dry and quite sunny. My job today of washing, drying and ironing is almost finished (last lot in the drier) - I am a traditionalist and still do the major part of the laundry on a Monday - air it overnight on my Sheila Maid - and put it away on a Tuesday morning. I so hate to see it hanging around all week.
Pheasants are beginning to lay their eggs. Each morning the hen pheasants and the (hopeful) cock pheasants congregate round the base of our bird table, waiting for the corn the farmer scatters for them. Then once the hens are ready to mate they allow the cock near them then off they go to lay an egg somewhere. Last year we had one rear a whole brood in our front garden. This year a hen has laid one solitary egg under out sitting room window on the path - not sure what to make of that!
Three of my favourite Spring flowers are out in the garden - mysotis (forget-me-not - I shake the flowers when they go to seed so that I now have them all over the garden -) pulmonaria (lungwort) and grape hyacinths. I have also photographed the egg - something has moved it since yesterday - still under the bay window, but round the other side.