I can honestly say that I have a new found appreciation for England's farmers, or rather how difficult it must be for them to grow or raise anything in the often calamitous English climate. I myself am having a bit of difficulty farming here in, currently, not-so-sunny California.
I managed to get out into the vineyard quite early this morning and it was actually a little sunny. However, I made the mistake of stopping for a cup of tea at 11.00 am and consequently wasted some valuable outside-time. When I returned to the vineyard I barely managed to get in another 40 minutes of pruning before the heavens opened. Determined to be finished pruning by this coming Sunday, I was hoping the weather would cooperate with me over the next four days, but nope.
This afternoon, for the 3.00 pm hour, lightning was forecast. What? There was no way I wanted to be caught out in the vineyard with long metal loppers in my hands in lightning. The lightning didn't materialise, not that it mattered, I was stuck indoors anyway. The weather forecasts have been very changeable of late - as in they have been literally changing every 4 to 6 hours - and I don't know whether I am coming or going. Neither does the rain. Sigh.
At this rate I may have to ask Vinomaker if he has a headlamp I can borrow and some skunk repellent I can arm myself with, as I may have to resort to a bit of catch up nocturnal-farming.
Today was a bust, oh well. One down, three to go.
Thursday, March 28, 2019
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Wow! When the sun comes out, you will need help; I volunteer 4 little elf's from 52.598877 degrees N,-1.4668814 degrees E.
NHW: I feel like Santa. I need help from elves!
Ha...shes welcome to them dennis! If it isn't raining....we get outside till it does, never have to wait long.
Thud: Bit like that here this year, don't have to wait long before it rains, again. Send those elves over, now!
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