Roars 28 Thursday Jun 2018 Posted by Bill Bisgood in ., Blogs I Like, Haiku, nature, poem, Poetry, seasons, weather ≈ 6 Comments Tagsbucolic, countryside, farming, haiku, lanes, poetry, weather Quiet country lanes now roar to huge harvesters rushing to next field Good harvesting weather farmers have no time for bucolic indolence. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Making hay while the sun shines.
Sometimes it’s like a formula 1 track, with combines n the lead!
Must be the early crops.
Making hay …
My bike and I squeeze past!
Watch those combines, you could end up in a bale of hay!