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Just the thought of scything makes my neck and back start to hurt...I'm in absolute awe.

So much I could say here...about the land, the not-owning and feeling precarious and vulnerable (having lived that and lost it)...I've been pining for the old 'neighbourhood' these past few days, missing the landscape, the wild things....and then remembering to be enormously grateful for what we do have. It's a tricky balance to maintain. I'm glad you had a good conversation with the inspector...it's comforting to think there are people in those roles who have a passion for sustainable farming.

It's been hotter than the hobs of hell here the past week or so...'it's not the heat, it's the humidity'...so I'm fine with the nights drawing in :) xo

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Oh Mel, unfortunately my body has also decided this might not be the year for hand hay making!

However we have zero heat or sunshine, so that may be a moot point!

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LOL at 'the nights are drawing in, then'! We've been saying the same - as well as 'gosh, look, it's six months until Christmas....!' 🤣

I'm so glad your experience with the agent was so good - fingers crossed for a brilliant outcome for the inspection.

I love that you're scything! We spent a day in the company of a scything team when Jim was shooting pictures for the 'Meadow' book project - it was fascinating! I even had a go, which was great fun but very difficult. I was astonished at all the steps the scythers needed to go through to take care of their blades - it was fabulous to watch them at work on that side of things, not just scything the meadow itself - although that too was an incredible site to behold, so many of them working together (but far enough apart, for obvious reasons!).

My bottom and legs were sooooo stiff the next day from just the few minutes I'd spent being shown how to scythe!

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