It's the first week in June, and hay making is well under way all around us. At this time of year the farmers watch the weather forecast like hawks; as soon as a few days of hot weather is announced, they're out there cutting like crazy.
There are cherries on the trees, baby birds are everywhere, and by tonight there will be fresh hay in the barns.
As I walk in the fields, the smell of the early morning sun on freshly cut hay is simply delicious. Summer is only 14 days away.
And here are some of my neighbours, rallying round to get the new bales off the fields. Even Monty and Bok were helping.
Old Father Time has a lot to answer for; he makes the months go by so very quickly.