How did we so quickly tumble into September?
Carrots, sweetcorn, lettuce, beans, courgette, cucumber and plums, the succulent currency of August,
has been exchanged for Autumn’s apples and blackberries.
The drone of heavy farm machinery competes with approaching thunderclouds as summer is rolled swiftly away.
Two buzzards were calling to each other last night; an extraordinary experience and an extraordinary sound, but every thirty-five seconds for two hours? As I lay awake, I was wondering how I could most accurately describe the hullabaloo they were making. Imagine a terrier chewing on a squeaky toy and you’re somewhere close.