I love sitting in the shade on a hot sunny day, the shade of the trees dancing in the breeze and listening. Listening to the birds, listening to the bleating of the sheep, the rustle of the leaves and the distant rumble of the thunder or the sounds of the tractor and trailer as they do the endless road repairs needed after all this rain. And watching, watching the chickens patrol around the garden, watching the bunnies forever eating and watching the wagtail as it bops around the garden.
Only to be interrupted by the repetitive sounds of Mitchell on the motorbike doing loops around the garden… why ride on the farm while the fenced off garden is so much closer?