Our theme from Frank this week is Field
Gone are the days when you could pitch your tent in a field and the farmer wouldn’t mind, provided there was no livestock in it and you left it clear of rubbish.
We trained Maggie not to go in the fields, even when gates were open, which was just as well as we’d heard that farmers here shot first and asked questions later.
Yellow is not my favourite colour, unless it’s part of Nature.
These fields were behind us beyond the main drain when we lived in the cottage.