This evening a very nice man arrived, having driven all the way from here, to bring us fox defences which he had spent all yesterday constructing. Earlier we had been visited by this:
bringing us materials to make pig arks plus loads of concrete ingredients to hold down the new polytunnel.
There is a feeling of second chances as the swallow sits on a second clutch of five eggs in the wood shed and a dandelion lifts a late flower
and the rose, which we think had finished, produces one last bloom