Silaging is in full swing here with many fields of grass down. This morning there is thunder about and thunder means heavy rain. Tess and I had a very early walk (7.45am) and then a trip down to our feed merchant in Masham for Layers Pellets, Corn, Farm Cat food and Dog Food.
One of the assistants had a seven-week old Border Terrier Pup - Ted - absolute delight. I had forgotten just how beautiful Tess was when I first got her.
On the way back it was obvious that while I was down there there had been a thunderstorm as the roads were swimming with water. But by the time I got home there was no sign that there had been any here so we must have missed it. This is lucky as most of our fields are down and being silaged by a contractor.
We didn't even have that scorcher of a day yesterday - but I found it intensely hot in the night and hardly slept at all.
It is our Poetry afternoon today. I have chosen my three poems and a piece of prose too - I will post again later in the day with more about this.