Tuesday, 9 August 2011
One of the quotes from Robert Frost's poetry that we all know, is "Good fences make good neighbours" and nowhere is that more true than on the farm.
I have been to the physiotherapist for an MOT this morning (am now very tired and very sore) and on the way back we came along the lane. Our fields are now ready for second-crop silage cutting; the grass is long and lush and no doubt very exciting to a dairy cow.
One of our neighbour's cows had broken through the fence and was eating the grass in one of our silage fields. By the time we got to her she had had her fill and was lying down contentedly chewing her cud. As the farmer approached her she got up and ambled back quietly to the place where she had broken through, trampled it down a bit more on her return journey and returned to the rest of the herd, undoubtedly full of fresh, sweet grass. As I write this the farmer is up in the field, repairing the fence. There is always a job to be done round here.
As for second-crop silage, the weather forecast for the rest of this week is absolutely awful - heavy rain, wind, so certainly not silage weather. It looks as though it will have to wait for another week.
We have noticed a particularly high number of birds hitting our windows this year. Some of them have just been stunned and have quickly recovered and flown away but this pretty little bird - looks like either a house sparrow or a tree sparrow died under the landing window. I always feel sad to see such an unnecessary death.
The other wildlife worry at the moment is the huge number of very small hedgehogs that are roaming around in the daylight - always a sign that they are very hungry, as they are a night-time animal really. In another month they will all be looking for somewhere to hibernate for the winter and at present many of them are just not big enough and fat enough to survive. So, if you live in the UK, I do urge you to put out cat food for them at night so that they can feed up. They more than earn their keep by keeping slugs and snails down in the garden.