I know some farmers are praying for rain, but for those of us on heavy ground this spell of dry weather is the best and longest we’ve had in years. All around me plenty of good, first-cut silage has been saved.
This week you can even smell the aroma of hay crisping up in the heat. I can’t remember when I saw so much hay down and no one fretting about saving it. Meadows are being cut where just seven weeks ago you couldn’t let livestock into them for fear of serious poaching. The turnaround is amazing.