I never thought of using a weblog as a diary but this week has been divided equally between some lovely warm weather followed by a few chilly days mixed with rain. The farmers were our last week spreading nitrogen onto the grass for a quick growth burst ready for cutting in June if the weather holds, to make silage. Others just have cows grazing with no addition on the grass which whilst healthier for the cows and people reduces some of the bulk growing farmers like when they sell their cows to the abattoir. Since none of the cows here are locked in barns all their short lives I suppose I should not grumble on their behalf.
However the wonderful experience I had on Tuesday morning, on a blustery morning, was to walk Daymer Bay beach at 6 in the morning to 7 in the morning and have it all to myself – worth remembrance in our crowded world. I saw one man running his dog on the cliff side and met another as I was leaving. Otherwise no one was out and the dogs loved it. It was neither lonely, nor cold just perfect.
It would have been even more fun if the cows from these fields had been moving around enjoying some sand but they never get the chance any more. We have forgotten how plentiful nature used to be.