Last night we finished harvest by being chased around the field of linseed by ominous back clouds. To harvest linseed you need one rare commodity – sun! Looking at the forecast there was not likely to be two consecutive dry days in the next fortnight, so we had to go when we could. As we combined the final row a balloon appeared in the sky…
Harvest at last is over,
Just before more rain,
It will be a relief,
to feel human once again!
No more trawling forecasts,
(choosing the one we like!)
We’re so used to the symbols,
as we watch the weather strike.
That’s not to say we’re out of the woods,
next years crops are to be drilled,
we’ll need the rain so they can grow,
or the barn will not be filled!
So may we have three weeks no rain,
(a plea to those who broadcast!)
And then we can forget the stormy skies,
and ignore the weather forecast!
Thanks to Virgin Balloons for appearing to help me celebrate my 1,111th blog posting!
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