It's haymaking time again, and anyone who's been reading my blog for a while will know how much I hate it. You can read about other years here and here.
Of course it had to be 27 degrees when the hay was baled on Tuesday, and we didn't have as much help as other years, so I had more work to do and my face was a very bright red!
This toad was uncovered in the field
Here's me not letting my husband take a photo of my red face
Meanwhile in the garden we've got a gorgeous smelling rose out
These campanulas are on the other side of the rose
and some flowers down the drive