Proverb of the Day: Never get between a man and his meadow, especially when he is wielding a recently sharpened scythe.
I didn’t. Now the cut wildflower hay is laying in state for a couple of weeks, spread on the ground from whence it came. This will allow the seed to ripen and spill on the earth, ensuring that the cycle continues.
Look out for a guest blog coming soon, all about meadows and the lovely like.
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Is his dog called “Spot”?
Just for the day. We were trying to sing the song, but we couldn’t get any further than Spot. There was a lot of la la la-ing.
A scythe! What a good idea – doesn’t use electricity or gas and is probably much faster than a push mower (remember those?). Definitely dangerous in the wrong hands, though. You’re wise to keep your distance.
And wonderfully quiet. Mr Bun did get a bit of a sweat on though!
Scythes and wildflower meadows – seems like a picture from a ‘lost world’ – although they are still used in various countries. Said to be the activity which will make a man consume a huge amount of calories 🙂
Well Mr Bun is sylph-like so doesn’t need to lose any weight (he may be reading this).
Did you have a Poldark moment? I have photos of my Dad cutting our hay meadows with a scythe and making a proper hayrick ☺
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He kept his shirt on!