|The radar for Tuesday July 1st. More rain|
"I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden
Along with the rain there's gotta be a little sunshine sometime"
- wait shouldn't that be the other way around? Shouldn't it be "along with the sunshine there's gotta be a little rain sometime"? Indeed it should. The rain just kept on coming, as you can see from the picture and we didn't get the worst of it. There has been a change though recently, a yellow ball like object appeared above with a cloak of blue. We checked the ancient manuscripts and the yellow ball is called the sun and the blue is the sky. The only problem is that the forecasts are still not entirely settled and on days forecast to be dry, we've still had some showers, even though at least we did see some sun. The last two days have been dry and now the ground is not covered with a layer of water and we can think about haymaking. The problem is that to do the ski hill we need five straight days of dry weather to cut, turn, bale and collect the hay, four at a push or just a short shower when they are baled with good sunshine afterwards before stacking. Too much to ask for? It's looking that way at the moment.
|Finally a day of sun. This was taken about 9:30pm|
|The father of the chicks|
|A close up of the swallows nest in the alpaca house|
|Agnese growing up, she is not always around her mum now|
|There are plenty of grapes on the grapevines this year|
|All out and ready to start cutting hay tomorrow. We both|
had the brain wave that if we cut only half the ski hill, we
might be able to get it done before the forecasted rain on