Wednesday 18 January 2017
Another sign of spring on its way is the clumps of some very early frog spawn that I found yesterday down by one of the ponds.
The new year sees a continuation of the shed building which seems to a constant activity here. Farmers never have enough sheds. The current project involves putting a roof over a space between an old stone barn and the new cubicle shed behind it to create a useful space big enough for the Farmer to store his stacks of sawn timber as his current store is to be demolished to make way for a new milking parlour sometime later in the year. The farm echoes to the eldritch shriek of the angle grinder as it trims the roofing roofing sheets to size and then the thump and bang as they are manhandled into place followed by the drone of the cordless drill which is so reminiscent of a dental drill. All this audio pollution comes in fits and starts, between the noises the birds can be heard tuning up for their spring choruses. This morning I stood and listened to a thrush high up in an ash tree practising its scales...glorious!