Post Covid

 Ten days ago, just as I came towards the end of ten weeks training,  I felt ill at afternoon break, tested positive for Covid, and pretty much checked out for the next five days.

As I surfaced, feeling slightly better, Neil came down with it. I'm back at work, blessedly having a very light schedule the end of last week, but feeling utterly shattered. Neil is getting better, but the heatwave isn't helping anyone.

Over the years we've handled hay making in a number of ways. Last year, we got no hay - the contractor we normally use left us til later and later in the year, and finally left it too late. We bought in hay but weren't keen on doing that again Financially it's not probably any great gain making our own hay - we don't own a tractor any more, so pay someone to do all of it.  However, our hay is our hay, and it's better than everyone else's !

That is to say, that we don't spray or treat it, it's a very diverse sward, and it's a rather special site. 

This year, we've changed contractor and gone very early for us.  The bales were made yesterday and Neil and I went to sit up there and eat fish and chips - a long time ago, with two little girls, we would do that after we'd physically carted 300+ bales by hand, in a little home made flat bed trailer, towed by our 4x4. This year was very different, but nevertheless it was lovely to sit by a bale at sunset. They will be brought in today.

I'm now ridiculously tired and sitting sleepily with a fan on watching the Wimbledon men's final.

Current plans involve trying to safe enough of the veg plot to give us some food over winter and then plan well ahead for next year, and working over our tiny home garden to make it a lovely place to enjoy during these hot days and evenings.

Also, since finishing training, my work hours are down to 25 so I need to reschedule my regular week to get more home and garden work done.