My good intentions to complete the Coast Path by midsummer seem unlikely to be met now that the path is mostly closed and our world has shrunk to the house, garden and surrounding lanes. We are fortunate though to be in good health so far, and to have lovely views and plenty of garden to keep us occupied – though it’s a shame that the big lawnmower broke just as the lockdown started. Various online orders have been placed for new parts, gadgets to help replace the new parts, and an electric mower to tide us over. Where would we be without the internet and home delivery?
The garden is full of primroses, celandine and a surfeit of purple sprouting broccoli (Ian has threatened me with broccoli soup, and I him with a broccoli quiche. Standoff at the moment.) In the lanes the first leaves are showing, the blackthorn is starting to flower, the gorse is turning many hedges to gold and there are violets in the banks.
The farming year progresses around us much as usual. The field surrounding the garden has been ploughed for the first time in many years and has turned from green (grass) to yellow (dead grass) to black (muck) to brown (ploughed) to white (lime) and now brown (rolled). It’s all happening here! Next week they are sowing barley. There are ewes and lambs in many of the other fields, and potatoes being planted.
I’m thankful that we’re had days of sunshine after a very wet winter. Hoping that you are all well and not too lonely and that these photos have provided a few minutes’ distraction.
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