Yesterday I discovered a new word, Twixmas, which, for me, beautifully and succinctly describes that period between Christmas and the New Year, before the world gets back to normal. My thanks go to Amanda at Graham's Landing for introducing me to this lovely new addition to my vocabulary.
Also yesterday, as it was a bright and sunny day, and as the forecast for today was (rightly) very wet and windy, GM and I decided to take a drive out into the countryside and take a picnic lunch with us. We found a lovely little spot just off the A350, south of Longbridge Deverill, only about 3 miles from home, where we could park up and enjoy the view while eating our sarnies.
As you can see, the fields are very wet and muddy, even at the top of the hill.
While we were eating, our attention was drawn to some others who were also about to enjoy their lunch.
After the hay bail on the rear of the tractor had been distributed, the driver then filled the two metal feeders with the other two bails, but I was so fascinated by watching how he did it that I didn't take any photos.
The cattle then went back to grazing, they seemed to be positioned almost in a straight line,
and the farmer appeared to be walking up the hill, stopping every now and again to move something.
By this time, we had eaten our lunch and were beginning to feel a bit cool, even though the sun was shining, so we decided it was time to make our way back homewards, but I asked GM to stop near the cattle so I could get a close-up shot, and then we realized what the farmer had been doing . . .
. . . he had been moving the electric fence so as to allow the cattle access to fresh grazing.
We both feel very priviliged to live in such a beautiful area of the country, and even more so to learn about country life by our observations. This was a Sunday lunchtime and life for farm workers carries on no matter what the calendar says and the weather does. These cattle, with their tagged ears, will one day grace someone's dinner plate, so a huge Thank You to all those who work tirelessly, 365 days of the year, to provide food for us.