All sitting in the morning sun chewing the cud, there’s still lots of grass for them to eat so when the hay bucket comes out they don’t all rush forward, the young ones keener than the matriarchs, Winnie and Ivy. Picked the last of the Bramley’s, there aren’t as many as last year, and a couple of bags of apple tops to dry for winter forage. Still need to pick the Darcy Spice and the Sloes. Lunch at The Baker Arms followed by several rounds of Mahjong. A sunny warm day with a cool breeze.
