August – getting it all away from one

Nearly midnight here and outside it is 17 degrees (for our international audience that is very warm for this altitude in Wales – or probably anywhere in Wales). During the day, the light and foliage suggest the waning of summer.  I guess in the past August was elevated to high summer by the artificial strictures of the academic year (they know better in Scotland); now we can feel the more natural rhythms. The past: getting away from it all. The present: getting it all away from us.  Close the road, severe the links, let no one in, we have plenty to do.

Look at Bert and Spot here. They will shortly be entrusted to us and so much to do. Thinking ahead to the opposite side of the year we want to have unfrozen water – so dig the pipes in now
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The hens are let out of their runs while we are with them.  After 36 hours imprisoned they fly out of the door, head straight for an energetic dust bath and then fall asleep in the sun
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What to do about the skulking fox – how do we keep things balanced?

The soft fruit harvest mounts
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And taking responsibility for living things can be time consuming.  For example – we put up a nesting box and wasps nest in it.  We carelessly leave a wheelbarrow below their entrance so after rain they decide to dive bomb into it
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Only us can rescue them
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So much to do…

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