Seilej
Being married to a farmer has turned me into a fervent observer of the weather, my eyes now constantly scanning the horizon and the forecast.Timing the cutting of grass for silage often feels like Russian roulette – will we manage to collect it all before the rain arrives? The children revel in these bustling summer evenings, their bedtime becoming blissfully flexible as they watch the tractors hum with purpose. I, too, become a contented spectator, relishing in the rhythm and ritual of one of my favourite events in the farming calendar
Size: 450 × 130mm
Being married to a farmer has turned me into a fervent observer of the weather, my eyes now constantly scanning the horizon and the forecast.Timing the cutting of grass for silage often feels like Russian roulette – will we manage to collect it all before the rain arrives? The children revel in these bustling summer evenings, their bedtime becoming blissfully flexible as they watch the tractors hum with purpose. I, too, become a contented spectator, relishing in the rhythm and ritual of one of my favourite events in the farming calendar
Size: 450 × 130mm
Being married to a farmer has turned me into a fervent observer of the weather, my eyes now constantly scanning the horizon and the forecast.Timing the cutting of grass for silage often feels like Russian roulette – will we manage to collect it all before the rain arrives? The children revel in these bustling summer evenings, their bedtime becoming blissfully flexible as they watch the tractors hum with purpose. I, too, become a contented spectator, relishing in the rhythm and ritual of one of my favourite events in the farming calendar
Size: 450 × 130mm