I'm sorry that I didn't have time to put on a post yesterday but it was a busy - and also traumatic day. A family we know quite well lost a beloved daughter in law in a terrible farm accident - sudden and quite unexpectedly. A death so near means that one stops and really thinks about the phrase which is bandied about "in the midst of life we are in death." So much fall-out, so many people's lives changed for ever. It does serve to make one realise that every single minute is important. They are certainly in our thoughts.
Today, market day, is bright with sunshine, cold and blowing a gale - good for drying up the fields, as the farmer quite rightly says. And driving down to our feed merchants after lunch there was certainly less water about and the fields began to look a bit drier. Long may it continue.
Then it was back to make a birthday cake for my son, who has a birthday on Monday. He is a fruit-cake addict and they are so easy to make, so one is in the oven as I write. I must say the fact that he will be fifty six on Monday makes me feel very old indeed.