Drought brings Sorrow
Like smallholders throughout Britain, Sam Gray found herself preoccupied by water — or the lack of it — during the summer, as well as tending to Charlotte, the heat-stressed sow
Sam Gray’s diary
It has finally broken, at least temporarily. The wind and rain are blowing and hammering down in such gusts that all corners of the farm are getting a much needed soak. It is the first downpour in months, so it may come as no surprise that water, or the lack of it, has dominated every aspect of smallholding life since I last wrote.
There have been two definite stages to this near-drought at the farm. The first was all about the animals; the second included the rest of us.
The stream that runs through the fields at Middle Farm