The weather is so glorious that I have become quite indolent, wafting through the meadows with Tess, brushing against the buttercups and getting pollen all over my trouser legs, stopping to sniff the may blossom. noticing little clumps of wild flowers here and there - nothing in a rush.
For the farmer, however, things are very different for the Silage Season is upon us. Today he has got his Grass Cutter out of cold storage and sharpened it. Tomorrow morning, once the dew is gone from the grass, he will be cutting the big meadows ready for the sub-contract silage men to come and forage it on Monday afternoon.
For the uninitiated, there are really two kinds of silage. If you see the machinery in the fields after the grass is cut, sometimes it is a forage harvester, which gathers up the grass and blows it into a trailer to be carted off to a silage clamp; other times there will be a rower, a baler and a wrapper, so that the grass is heaped up into rows, baled into round bales (sometimes square bales) and then wrapped in black or pale green plastic. These bales are then gathered up and transported to a spare corner of the farm for storage until winter. If you wonder why they are gathered up so quickly, it is because the rooks just love attacking them and making holes in the plastic - that lets the air in and stops the curing process.
This morning I met friends for coffee in our little market town. We do this most Saturday mornings. What would we do without friends? I got to wondering - is this just a woman thing?
Do men meet their men friends - I suppose they do for a beer sometimes, but the groups one sees sitting around in cafes and pubs are usually women. Or is it that it is usually women who are left alone as they on average have a longer life span. I don't know the answer - but maybe some of you men out there can tell me - do you meet friends for a natter? My friends are a great comfort and support to me - they are an important and essential part of my life.
While out on my walk I managed to snap these two Swaledale lambs - so pretty and if you look carefully you will see that their horns are already growing.
Tomorrow I hope to capture some silaging photographs. The weather forecast is superb for a few days so we shall not have to be scanning the sky for rain clouds; that will make a change from the last few years. We might even get a bit of haymaking later in June.