Every August, our friend and neighbour comes in to harvest our wild-flower meadows in the 3 ‘parks’ nearest the sea, to be used as silage for his cattle. Last year, with such a dry, dry summer (more or less a drought, by standards here in the west of Scotland), we produced very few bales.
But this year, it’s been something else entirely! Last week, as I walked to the stream which runs through our ‘far away’ back field, it was a huge effort (but no less a pleasure!) to wade through the thigh-high grasses and flowers.
Usually, year-round, it’s the deer and the geese who feast on and fertilise our fields. But this summer, they’ve made themselves scarce – there must be plenty for them to eat elsewhere. This winter, the cattle will reap nature’s summer bounty. I hope that our fare is as tasty for them, as it was beautiful to watch swell and sway in the summer breezes.