Notes from a small holding on the edge of the moor: the hedge, the wall, the hens, the weather, and whatever else needed doing that week.
Late cut this year, after the yellow rattle had set seed.
Laying drops with the light and there is nothing to be done about it short of a bulb in the house, which I do not do.
The top hinge had worked loose from the post and the gate was dragging a groove in the track.
The starter is reliable now.
Found a tithe map from the 1840s in the county archive, with every field named.
Set off in sun and was in cloud by the second cairn.