Our opportunist hay cutting gave us 41 bales of perfect hay. How many is that now? I have lost count. It is already loaded into the barn. Thank goodness for the Clatter Box. Winching hay up one by one was torturous, the little hay escalator is one of my favourite things in the summer.
Daisy’s cow bells. Only being rung once a day now. We are settling into our once a day routine.
My neighbour came to visit and brought treats for the animals. And at last the tomatoes are starting to ripen. Big beautiful red tomatoes. Soon I will begin to make the sauce. Tima loves to sleep with Boo. Boo loves to sleep.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farmy