Just a bit of a mad moment. Was scything some grass for our animals.
I think the rain must have finally seeped into my brain cells.
It has been raining a lot here during the last five months,
and Home Field is flooded again,
which means the animals have to graze over the lane in Station Field
or else they are kept indoors,
either way we have to supplement their grazing.
So I scythe grass,
which is good for my waistline and build firm upper arm muscles,
but in the rain,
one does get soaked.
Sometimes this does not make me happy,
but sometimes a sort of nut and bolt comes undone in my head,
and I feel enthusiastic about mucking about in the rain.