Wednesday, 25 August 2010
I walked through the fields behind my office today as I do every lunchtime. The ripening wheat is ochre in colour, the rosebay willowherbs are turning to seed. The brown lambs are distinctly adolescents now, plump and fluffy. A red admiral butterfly flew low in front of me. Then a sudden chatter of a group of house martins above my head, joined by a couple of swallows. All excitement for their forthcoming journeys south. Summer is drawing to a close.