Yes, at the moment it's slightly more than damp, the wind bounces down the chimney creating the illusion a giant is stomping around outside and it's cold, so cold infact that the ice is on the INSIDE of the glass. But it's my home and with not a main road, town or shop within 5 miles it's my silent piece of (muddy) heaven.
As I said- it's wet! To get to my house you need to park in the sheep field and walk across the bridge over the ditch. Most of the time this isn't a problem, but with all the rain we've had the water is getting ever closer to the wooden planks and (not for the first time) the bridge may well just float off. Wonderful!
In summer the Romney Marsh is like no other place, the lambs from spring are full of energy and you can watch them frantically play on the banks of the field before they scamper back off to Mum for a well deserved milk stop. The crop fields look lush (hopefully!) with their produce whatever it may be: wheat, barley, oats, peas, and the wildlife they bring is beautiful. Butterflies of all different colours, dragonflies, ladybirds, the odd kingfisher zipping past near the sewer and the hares gracefully loping between bales. Summer days normally involve picnic lunches in the garden or some far flung field somewhere on the farm, bike rides along the long, (thankfully) flat roads to the beach or canal and twilight bbqs where the moths dance around the candles in jars.
Of course, living on a farm its not all play. There are still animals to feed and a far few more as lambing happens in spring and most years we lamb at least 600. The hours I've spent in a tractor (both willingly and..... slightly less enthusiastically) going up and down fields with my boyfriend or on my own is something I both enjoy and dread- as beautiful as it is it gets a little boring after the first 4 hours!
|This is my favourite tractor, she's a little rusty and dusty, but she's loyal.|
Living on a farm has it's ups and downs in almost equal measure. I've learnt that sometimes the hard way is the best, to appreciate things others may take for granted (hot water is the most glorious thing on this planet!) and to stop and evaluate what your actually lucky enough to be doing rather than critically analysing it (sticking your hand up a ewes...well... to pull a lamb out isn't the most fun I've ever had, but WOW!).