Before anyone else. We arrive to swim EARLY on Sunday's very sunny morning. Fantastic and empty - this favourite local spot was all ours.
These things thunder past our house so often right now, but they even smell like summer and leave us with whisps of straw blowing upwards in channels of hot air. This bridge is a very narrow single track and so this tractor had to inch along. I love seeing straw or hay all baled. Looks so..... industrious and hard working!
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Now that swimming hole looks inviting - and all to yourselves too! That's amongst the things I miss from NZ because we haven't found one near us yet.
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