It is not yet halfway through July but, maybe due to the recent dryness, in some ways it is starting to feel like those late summer days when all is done.
The swallow in the woodshed, along with all other birds busy with their second brood, would not agree as they try to squeeze maximum life from the season.
We feel a bit as if golden sunflakes are covering the ground,
as if we are basking in the sunshine of a by gone afternoon
You can visit them too and sleep in a grain silo here:
Meanwhile, back at home…
After our incubator hatchings so far this year resulted in small cohorts of two and then three ducklings, followed by just three chicks
with each group needing its own accommodation and care plan, we were keen to share the load.
Many thanks to the THREE people who told us that this
is Meadow Vetchling (which was what we thought but it is nice to be interactive)
We now know three of the people who sometimes see our jottings, which is nice)