Showing posts with label Herefordshire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Herefordshire. Show all posts

Monday, 19 August 2013

Found Alphabet, number 7. The letter Z.

Here is the letter Z, formed from a piece of electric fence tape lying on the path to the turnout fields at the stable yard.  
  
You can see how dry the ground is, even after the recent torrential rain. 
The photo, taken with my phone, doesn't do justice to the wonderful colour of the Herefordshire soil.
Electric fencing is a very effective way to make temporary fields for horses to graze. And as I discovered yesterday, the shock delivered from the battery powered fence isn't enough to hurt, but enough to put you off touching it!

 
 






Thursday, 8 August 2013

Your potato crisps & chips are here



The fields around the stable yard are planted with potatoes. High ridges with very glossy and uniform plants sitting on top of them.






                                                             


Here are the potato flowers. There's a small potato fruit, rather like a tomato, in the background.              
           And the hard working Herefordshire clay, that never gets a rest.