A summer of hot sun and lazy days has given way to cooler, wetter and windier weather. Autumn, and the harvest done, the hedgerows are abundant with berries to eat and nuts to store in winter larders.
Suddenly a bright sunny day appears unannounced, clouds driven away by Westerlies and the countryside glows, sap slows and leaves begin to turn.
When these days appear, we rush to get outside, Alfie and me. Yesterday we walked up Bredon Hill, me scrumping blackberries and crab apples; Alfie preferring horse droppings on the bridle path. Merde
Views stretch for miles and the breeze brings the sound of hedge-laying, lowing of cows soon to be
under cover for the winter and the chatter of Fieldfares raiding bushes for sloes and rosehips.
The last straw bales await the tractor and trailer…
How lucky we are to have such open access to fields, hills and dales to enjoy sudden sunny days like this. Tomorrow it’s sure to rain.
I call it ‘stealing days’.
Keep your dogs on a lead when livestock are about, close the gate and take litter home.