Today is a real 'hay day' - blue sky, light breeze, hot sun and very dry atmosphere. Two fields are baled and ready for leading in. The third field, which was cut a day later, will not be ready until morning so we are hoping the weather holds. Thunder storms are set to creep up the country from the South. It is difficult not to become weather obsessed at haytime.
We have had so few summery days this year, but it is one today. On these days it is quiet and yet there is a buzz in the air difficult to explain but there all the same.
Tess has spent most of the day lying on the stone floor in the utility room with her back legs splayed back so that her tummy is in contact with the cool stone. (feel a bit like doing that myself).
I am gradually getting used to my new telephone - slowly but surely. Not completely there yet though.
Does anyone out there know Steinbeck's 'Travels with Charley'? It is one of those books I reread when I am short of reading matter. Each time I read it I find more in it and this time has been no exception. When I read about the anti Negro feeling in the deep South in the book I can't help wondering what Steinbeck would have said to America having a black president almost fifty years after he died. Certainly unimagineable in Steinbeck's day.
I shall now go and make some sandwiches for the farmer's tea. Ice cream for 'afters' I think.