Tricks of Air and Light

Yesterday the air was so calm in the morning that I could hear the sounds of cattle from a farm that was on the distant horizon. It was the sound of cattle being moved in. None of us were fooled by the benign sun and quiet air yesterday. Winter is coming and that means, among other things, that the cattle go indoors for the next couple months to protect the ground from the pounding that their hooves give it in the chronic dampness that is winter here.

It also means that the calves get weaned. So those sounds were the complaints at being disturbed and the "where are you" calls of the calves and their mothers. Across the broad horizon it lost its poignancy. When I first heard that at Isauld, I was upset. It was one of many adjustments and so when I heard the cattle from a distance I could remember it fondly. Time and distance often wash out the prickly bits or the sharp details of a narrative.

I knew that today would be blustery and wettish and it has not disappointed. For up todate weather information, go to this link. I'm now on the Keiss side of the county, so click on that link to know more than anyone except a seaman or farmer needs to know about the weather at any given time--or just to watch the cool dials and graphs:
www.tugmistress.co.uk