Again, heavy rain showers with sunshine in between them. We keep checking the online weather forecast, trying to decide whether it’s worth bricklaying tomorrow – it can go from one to the other in a few minutes so looking at the sky in the morning, unless it’s pouring then, is no indication of the day.
The farmers came to fetch 3 of the 5 cows on the fields yesterday. Big Pinkie and one other are left behind, but the others are expecting their calves in about a month and they’ll be given extra feed in the meantime. They were all fetched onto the Ups and Downs (descriptive of the field which is mentioned on maps as ‘Anglo Saxon earthworks’ and has probably, apart from some gravel extraction in a few places, not been dug up since), some railings were put in place to guide them, and then Johnny noticed that the wire was low at one place. “I’ll stand there” I offered. “Would you mind?” he accepted and I stood, slightly nervous of a couple of tons-worth of cows jostled for position around me. They were all emptying bladders and bowels in preparation for their journey -you can see that they are all seasoned mothers, isn’t that what we all told our children to do before a car trip?
The grass, which had been close cropped and browning last week, had already started to grow again, especially in the dips in the fields. Pinkie and the other cow, whose number I didn’t notice and who hasn’t been named, wandered over and accepted some apples. They will be pampered in the next few weeks.
Some good news tonight – Wink rang to say she’d had a message to say that our friends in India have had their first baby today. Her name is Aisha. It was to attend their wedding that I first visited India. They’ve been hoping for a baby for several years, so this is an especially joyful occasion.