I went down to the graveyard field this afternoon with Farmer, to see if we could let J's heifers and the tups in. There were so many orchids, I asked Farmer to use another field if he could.
Luckily he has somewhere else he can put them.
We could hear the squeaking call of Buzzards and when we looked, there were 3 of them having a power battle.
Farmer went back up to the farmhouse while I spent over an hour just walking and looking and listening. It was quite magical.
The month is nearly over. Just one more day. I had meant to write about Bracken and what a terrible problem it is across the island, but it will have to wait until next time.
