All afternoon thunder has been rumbling and lightning has been flashing all round the horizon, but never actually getting to us. It is now much cooler (it was up to 28 degrees at lunch time) but everywhere is dry and it would have been nice to have a downpour. I have several packets of hardy annuals (candytuft, night scented stocks) to sow in a particular place but I need a good rain first.
But I shouldn't complain; we have had three glorious days when the countryside has really looked its very best.
The farmer and I have been to Northallerton this afternoon to our local hospital so that the farmer could see the Specialist about his neck and shoulders. They are in very poor condition (a condition which applies to many farmers after years of heaving heavy bales of straw about) - in fact the surgeon thinks they are probably too bad for an operation. In any case the particular operation is not always successful, so there is considerable risk.
The farmer seems very philosophical about it all (but that is another thing about farmers - they seem to take this attitude to many things.)
On the subject of farming - none of the sheep around here have been sheared yet (should that be 'shorn'?) and this week, in the hot weather, they have really looked so hot and worn out. As with most years,
the day the shearers come usually signals the day the weather turns a bit chilly. But that's farming for you.