Half term at The Farm. After a few quiet weeks it was full of life again. The last horrah before the end of the season. A case of mixed blessings. Although I am looking forward to overhauling and juggling and suchlike, which can’t be started when they are busy, I do like so see the place buzzing. I enjoy talking to the guests, and love to see the kids so free and full of fun, enjoying meeting the animals and learning about where their food comes from. It was especially fine today as a “frequent flyer” was staying with her family, someone who I hit it off with from the first. Sometimes friendships are like that. She loves dahlias and we are planning a Thelma and Louise style trip to Cornwall to visit the National Collection. When I say Thelma and Louise we are not expecting to murder anyone, just drive a car and say yee-haw and wear sunglasses or whatever they did. I haven’t actually seen the film, research may be necessary.
It was wet again, as this aster can testify.