The sun was blinding as I walked down the drive and along the track. I really couldn't have seen a bus if it had been coming towards me. Not likely, but the light was so bright, I couldn't see any wildlife either. But, as luck would have it, there was none, so I didn't miss anything! We walked along paths we trod earlier in the year, and there were no hares, no deer, just one unwelcome gamekeeper, in the distance.
On the far side of the wood, the brussel sprout field is coming along nicely.
The tiddly tiny sprouts, busily growing up the stem, may end up alongside someone's Christmas turkey in a few month's time!
We walked along a track, through a field of linseed. The seedheads are little more than husks now. I am not sure what there is left to harvest. It is the most delicate of crops.
Linseed is growing either side of the burn. I was trying to think of the best way to describe the colour of the fields. I think the closest I can get is builder's tea!
As we left the linseed fields I saw two hares ahead of me, sitting in the green margin of the barley field. And then I realised why I had seen no animals up until then. Apart from brussel sprouts (which are not everyone's cup of tea), there was nothing fresh for them to nibble on, in their old haunts. The landscape is crispy brown and dry.