All week we have been hearing the ancient clanking noise of farm machine in the background.
Walking the dog this week it became evident what had happened; the farmers have been cutting down the long grasses and leaving them dry in the autumnal sun.
Two days later and the hay has been collected, leaving the fields with the scalped air of a school boy in September.
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However, in the beech woods the predominant colour is still green; a delightful scene when the sun filters through the trees.
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