tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post5376464822350185545..comments2024-03-28T17:44:17.403-07:00Comments on The Weaver of Grass: The Longest Day.The Weaver of Grasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-40424717299820151822010-06-22T21:19:27.022-07:002010-06-22T21:19:27.022-07:00I suppose you pay for the daylight in the dark day...I suppose you pay for the daylight in the dark days of winter. Although, being a lover of the night...<br /><br />While visiting Europe, I loved the lateness of the day. Gave me an opportunity to siesta in late afternoon and still enjoy the day at night. Alaska offers the same in summer. Probably lots of other places I haven't had the chance to visit, like your country. Seems like I'm missing a great deal by not having done that yet.Midlife Roadtripperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06700277803842883251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-74989270902220966532010-06-22T13:56:33.549-07:002010-06-22T13:56:33.549-07:00One of the best books I ever bought my momma was a...One of the best books I ever bought my momma was an illustrated journal kept by an English woman of the flowers and birds and things she saw from day to day (the name has flown right out of my head). Perhaps someday people will be buying your journal to give to their beloved relatives...Leilani Schuck Weatheringtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04517660684870960794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-53664382861909557672010-06-22T10:42:13.533-07:002010-06-22T10:42:13.533-07:00Chariots of gold, said Timothy,
Silvery wings, sai...Chariots of gold, said Timothy,<br />Silvery wings, said Elaine.<br />But, a bumpety ride<br />on a wagon of hay, for me,<br />said Jane.<br /><br />This always comes to mind at haytime even though the old horse and cart days are long over.<br /><br />Thanks for the comments everyone.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-87005463736440188112010-06-22T09:16:08.276-07:002010-06-22T09:16:08.276-07:00I cannot imagine it being light that late, or gett...I cannot imagine it being light that late, or getting light that early! I know I'd never be able to stay in bed once the birds started to sing!Pamela Terry and Edwardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12746603636884819522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-88031653135811580292010-06-22T06:32:19.896-07:002010-06-22T06:32:19.896-07:00Somehow, between the rainy days, our friends have ...Somehow, between the rainy days, our friends have all got their hay in. Spring was a wet time, and the longest day was a cold, rainy joke over here......but I have high hopes for July!Pondsidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02407539138546412482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-27761465098172240332010-06-22T02:41:39.699-07:002010-06-22T02:41:39.699-07:00Frightening thought: the longest day is behind us!...Frightening thought: the longest day is behind us! Hope it's a good summer for Mrs Curlew, though.Dave Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-58560819103029875702010-06-22T02:12:22.557-07:002010-06-22T02:12:22.557-07:00I recall the happiest of hay-making childhood days...I recall the happiest of hay-making childhood days - or rather a day spent making hay igloos on a Sussex farm! <br /><br />Few sounds beat the haunting cry of the curlew.Caroline Gillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05203454486693014969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-85713413029015029522010-06-21T17:00:50.877-07:002010-06-21T17:00:50.877-07:00Hay is being put up here too, Weaver. This is my b...Hay is being put up here too, Weaver. This is my birthday--nice of nature to take note and make it the longest day :)Granny Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01129064020727041161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-28861784457037128662010-06-21T16:49:32.092-07:002010-06-21T16:49:32.092-07:00Twas a beatiful day.Good luck to you and The Farme...Twas a beatiful day.Good luck to you and The Farmer!Totalfeckineejithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05352708391465031655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-45700794283214008132010-06-21T12:51:26.650-07:002010-06-21T12:51:26.650-07:00Lovely post Pat - I could almost smell the hay and...Lovely post Pat - I could almost smell the hay and am so glad conditions are good for the farmer and Mrs. Curlew and her brood. Good luck to them. I'm afraid I didn't get up to see the sunrise!Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06826501916623305535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-31894580530198375062010-06-21T12:32:17.972-07:002010-06-21T12:32:17.972-07:00Long June evenings in North Yorkshire with warm su...Long June evenings in North Yorkshire with warm sunshine, no less! Bliss!ChrisJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11550420299395301062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-2214839885457931022010-06-21T11:49:40.577-07:002010-06-21T11:49:40.577-07:00England!
Aloha from Waikiki
Comfort SpiralEngland!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Aloha from Waikiki<br /><br /><a href="http://comfortspiral.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Comfort Spiral</a>Cloudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05853753108637831069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-77064461398569880972010-06-21T10:34:38.194-07:002010-06-21T10:34:38.194-07:00How wonderful that the farmer loves his job. The s...How wonderful that the farmer loves his job. The smell of cut grass is one of my favourite things, so I can see why he might enjoy haymaking so much.<br /><br />An old neighbour of ours used to say, every year without fail on this date:' longest day today, it's all downhill from here.'!Erylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06008344023000459577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-21036983165629747472010-06-21T09:56:49.244-07:002010-06-21T09:56:49.244-07:00Sounds like everything is going well on the farm!Sounds like everything is going well on the farm!Teresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14186138266137470331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-14351386676084397372010-06-21T08:56:09.906-07:002010-06-21T08:56:09.906-07:00Weather set for the week sounds good to me - will ...Weather set for the week sounds good to me - will be out in the garden working through my list of jobs to be done!mrsnesbitthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16882736507772457598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-27683709868910624922010-06-21T08:43:37.817-07:002010-06-21T08:43:37.817-07:00Ah, the heady smell of drying grass brings my chil...Ah, the heady smell of drying grass brings my childhood back again, turning the hay with wooden rakes and riding haywains... what joy it all was. I am glad your farmer enjoys it.Arijahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03720793296992474762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-11556589758967106302010-06-21T08:24:14.090-07:002010-06-21T08:24:14.090-07:00A beautiful time to be in Yorskhire!
I can smell t...A beautiful time to be in Yorskhire!<br />I can smell the grass, the brewing silage - goregous!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08915236568015079389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-27997717814293500162010-06-21T08:18:21.579-07:002010-06-21T08:18:21.579-07:00I remember watching the twilight move around the n...I remember watching the twilight move around the northern horizon way bac before the advent of shopping centers, high intensity lighting and the growth of the city now surrounding us. the second clutch of baby robins are now runnig free in the garden. The baby raccoons are as active and inquisitive as can be. Days are hot - nights are nice and cool. ATB!Rustyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15016141887399309190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-23605482685014595012010-06-21T08:08:37.646-07:002010-06-21T08:08:37.646-07:00Gosh, I had to say it!
"Make hay while the s...Gosh, I had to say it!<br /><br />"Make hay while the sun shines!" Apologies.<br /><br />Send my best to the Farmer.<br /><br />We do miss those long long lingering evenings<br />of linden bloom and wisteria ( a little earlier perhaps)<br />and the scent of peonies<br />and new cut grass<br /><br />This is turning into a bad pastiche of "Granchester"<br />which R. Brooke did rather a wonderful job on.<br />Am reading Margaret Drabble's non fiction book about writers and the English landscape.<br />Really well done.<br /><br />Happy solstice!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-89514813038777666162010-06-21T07:57:47.076-07:002010-06-21T07:57:47.076-07:00I recently took some photos of green fields and fi...I recently took some photos of green fields and fields full of buttercups in Dentdale - the valley looked from the hillside like a patchwork quilt - but mine's an old fashioned camera with a roll of film in it so I'll have to wait a while to see how they come out. Meantime I'll enjoy your summery pictures. Snap on, Weaver, snap on!Gwil Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03305768121713053837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-50337259494849547742010-06-21T07:50:37.745-07:002010-06-21T07:50:37.745-07:00I was up early but forgot to run outside to take a...I was up early but forgot to run outside to take a picture of the sun rising on the Solstice.<br />I too love the smell of, for me, newly cut grass since I don't live on a farm. Perfumes the air. <br /><br />I had a nest of quail hidden next to my home and had to put off the house painters till they hatched. Now the babies are running around and the painters will be here first week in July.<br /><br />cheers, parsnipangryparsniphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17236094827257446781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-31738395097702248882010-06-21T07:12:50.070-07:002010-06-21T07:12:50.070-07:00Oh, that's a beautiful field of hay. I was jus...Oh, that's a beautiful field of hay. I was just chatting on the phone last night to my daughter in New York and we were comparing our shades of twilight. It's hard to believe it's already the longest day of the year. Where did the time go?Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.com