an hour later the combine negotiated the turn into the road and I had a momentary panic at the thought of bikes strewn across the entrance and chickens frantically trying to get out of the way but luckily it was too late for the chickens and too early for the bikes. I love harvest and the sight of a combine grinding up and down the field is fantastic. Plus it explains why my house is so dusty:
|Gotta be a year's worth of dust just offloading that lot|
|How many loaves??|
I have been trying to do some studying as I've got one more assignment before my exams and I've just had my previous one back; my tutor is brilliant and I really really appreciate her input but she isn't afraid to put the criticism into constructive criticism and I do wish she wouldn't use the word 'irrelevant' quite so much when marking my scripts :-(
I shut the hens in and let Mary out for her leg stretch, poor thing she is so hormonal and spiky:
|Can't say I've never felt similar...|
I have managed to crochet the lower left wing wrong side up but I went with the majority and luckily it doesn't really notice. I want to make some more (!) and put them into display frames.