Saturday, 30 October 2021

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What was a field of maize three days ago has been harvested to a field of stumps and has now been ploughed to an earthen field of clods.

The work of three men and some farm machinery, such are modern days. The farmer with a horse drawn plough would be slower.

The walk has become more open as a result, instead of a path through greenery it has turned into a path a winding it's way at the edge of a field.

There is a new weekend waitress at the Italian place, she is friendly, but just not as happy in her work as the one from the weekdays.

Home - today is the day to do the washing, and to pack away all the clothes.

And there is no flow to anything today.

No pictures either.

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