Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Sunday, 8 June 2014

Making Hay

A dry day now, hereabouts, brings the tractors out into the fields to make hay while the sun shines and today I joined them, mowing enough grass off the back lawn to make a sizeable haystack of my own, and with my wife doing the borders and trimming the shrubs we had the garden back to tidy by mid-afternoon; it was pleasant then just to sit out with a cold drink and a good book for an hour or so, less literally making hay while the sun shone.

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