HAPPY TO CARRY ON
The sun didn’t come out in Shaftesbury until early this afternoon though it remained bitter cold.
Shortly before 3pm I moved from raspberries in the shelter of a barn wall onto the big bed, which I’m reclaiming slowly from 18 months of weeds, and into full sun. By then the fire I’d built and stoked had built up enough core heat to rip-crackling into crispy remnant rakings and fresh-dug perennial weeds. I worked with my peak pulled down and slightly to the right, constantly in a dense, billowing, misty, aromatic fog of smoke.
I stopped not through choice, but simply because by 4pm I had to be elsewhere.
Copyright, Joe Hashman www.dirtynails.co.uk